Abigail's eyes fluttered open, her gaze blurry and unfocused. She was met with an unfamiliar ceiling, and her mind raced to remember how she got there. As she turned her head, her gaze fell on Sebastian, his arms wrapped around her, holding her close. She was cuddled into his chest, her face inches from his.Her eyes widened as memories of the previous night flooded back - the drinks, the stranger, Sebastine's anger. Abigail's cheeks flushed with shame and embarrassment. She tried to move away, but Sebastian's arms held her firm, his grip gentle but unyielding.As she lay there, trapped in his embrace, Abigail couldn't help but admire the man who held her. His strong jawline, his chiselled features, and his piercing eyes, now closed in sleep, all captivated her. His lips, so close to hers, tempted her to touch them, to taste the softness she knew they held. As she looked at me, memories of the kiss under the rain flowed in her mind, she blushed at the thoughts but looking at Sebastine
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