Page 7 of I Accidentally Married A Sheikh

This isreal.

We're in the real world, so how is it that everything's that happened so far is completely impossible?

Me waking naked in another person's room.

(One)

Next to a stranger who's also naked.

(Two)

Because Rebecca thinks I had a drunken one-night stand with him.

(Three)

While Jamieson accuses me of leading a double life as a whore.

(Four)

And then the two of them walking out on me like I'm the villain in my own story.

Five out of six,I think dazedly.

And as for the last impossible thing to happen before breakfast—-

"Are you alright?"

—-is for the stranger, of all people, to be the first one to ask me that.

So am I?

I look at him, and I just don't know what to say.

Am I alright?

I don't even know what to think.

Can anyone be alright after what...happened?

But when I see him putting his gun away—-

"Why do you have a gun?"

The words simply fly out of my mouth, and I think...it's all because I'm desperately in need of distraction.

"Special Ops."

I want to think he's joking, but I have a feeling he'snotthe type to joke.

"You haven't answered my question."

And I guess that's the reason why he's able to sound calm despite all the craziness.

"Are you alright?"

How do I answer him?

I truly don't know if I'm fine, but it just sounds so pathetic to even think of saying it, and that's why—-

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