Stephanie flickered her eyes open. Her head felt light, and underneath her felt very soft.

How was she in her room? She lazily left her bed. Perhaps she had never gone out as she thought.

“Hey, Stephanie. How was yesterday?” Lacy walked downstairs with her. Stephanie noticed her tone and frowned.

“Oh, you don’t remember or you don’t want to remember?” Lacy flipped her head and hurried down the stairs.

Stephanie froze. What was she saying? Events of last night replayed in her head. She had actually gone out. To play as Nathan’s girlfriend. Then… everything was blurry.

“Wait, I don’t remember walking to my room. Don’t tell me Nathan...