ALEX
I felt the air escape from me as I saw the chain around Elizabeth's neck.
"It's her," I whispered, disbelief washing over me. And then it all became real. My dreams weren't dreams; I was remembering what happened that night, memories I was sure I'd forgotten. My mind raced, jumping from one thought to the next. Elizabeth was drunk then. I couldn't have done it.
I insisted that Elizabeth confirm if we had spent the night together. She nodded, confirming that the girl who had haunted my dreams was her.
Of all the women I'd imagined, it was Elizabeth! She was the owner of the skin that had captivated me all this time. We were both in the same state, unaware of what we were doing. However, it wasn't reassuring knowing I had s*x with a girl who was drunk, even if I was in the same c
