But why would he do that?
'Did he just not want to take care of a drunk, or was he trying to set them up? If it was the latter, it didn't make any sense. After all, Sean Quinn already had a "lover."'
At the thought, Stella Lockwood shook her head, clutching her heart and touching her face. 'What is wrong with me? How could I have such a wet dream? I can swear to God I have absolutely zero feelings for this man, even if he is exceptional.'
'Oh, I get it. Dreams are the opposite of reality. So, there's no way this man would ever do something like that.'
Her thoughts were a jumble. It was still early and her head was throbbing. 'I'll just sleep a little longer…' But sleep wouldn't come. Her mind was racing, constantly replaying recent events. So much had changed since her rebirth. She was scrambling to keep up. It was like living a completely different life, where everything was unknown. It was only natural to be terrified.
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