The dazzling sunlight filled the room, making it hard for Mary to open her eyes. Did she forget to close the curtains last night?
"Urn..." Mary covered her eyes from the painfully bright light.
She felt exhausted, her whole body was heavy and her head was pounding. She was comfortable in her current position and wanted to sleep a little longer.
After taking a deep breath, she tried to turn over but was met with something on the other side.
Her back came into contact with a warm surface, she felt as if someone was nearby.
Who could it be?!
''William...''
"I didn't drink..." ...
"You kissed me first. I'm not going to stop!"
The last night suddenly replayed through her head.
Her tired eyes abruptly shot open, and a blush crept over her cheeks. She sat up in bed. Turning her head, she saw William was still asleep.
"What's wrong?" With his head buried in the pillow, he said in a hoarse voice.
"Ahhh!" Mary shut her eyes not being able to accept what had occurred. She squealed, "Ah! ! "
"What's wrong? " Hearing her screams, William sat up in bed. He stiffened as he asked, "What happened? Stop shouting!"
"You, you..." Mary tried to control her shaky breathing and cursed loudly, "You bastard!"
Out of the blue, she swung her fist at William.
"You bastard! Shame on you! Shame on you! You... Go to hell!" She squeezed her eyes shut and kept throwing punches at him.
"Mary!" Bewildered at her actions, William grabbed at her wrists. "Is this about last night?"
"Of course! What? Would you have hidden it from me if I hadn't remembered it? " When she opened her eyes, her gaze fell upon the quilt slowly falling from William's lower body.
She closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to see something she'd regret. Her mind was still a mess, flashes of images from last night going through her mind.
'Oh my God! What have I done? !" William noticed her shocked expressions, and smirked, "You have already seen everything there is to see. Why are you closing your eyes?"
"Shame on you!" Mary moved away from his touch, and lashed out, "How dare you!"
"Mary, it was you who kissed me first," William stated, staring at her.
"No... There's no way!"
"Didn't you say that you remembered what happened?"
"I..." Mary was about to argue, but an image from last night came to mind. She had taken the initiative to put her arms around his neck. She scolded herself mentally.
"Do you remember now?" William raised his eyebrows.
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