Chapter 35

I followed the man to meet Zayn Usman. I couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. I was going to meet Zayn, and he was the owner of this hotel. I couldn’t be more happy about this. He would take my mind off Peter, and that’s just exactly what I needed at this moment.

“This way,” the man said, opening a door that led to an expensive lounge.

I slowly looked around the room that felt like it was in a hazy paranoid. Two broad back looked at me. Was that a turtleneck sweater?

“Madam,” the man called once more.

I smiled sheepishly at him. Why was I smiling? I had no idea, but it felt good. It was better than the awful night I have been having. At least, I would be able to think better this time. It will serve me in good stead.

I followed the man to the turtleneck sweater.

“Are you…” I slurred, only for me to throw up right on the turtleneck guy. I couldn’t feel my face as I slumped.

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She threw up on me?

I was beyond stunned as I looked at her. What was Jean