368: THE MORNING AFTER

LUKE'S POV I awoke to the melody of birdsong and the gentle caress of sunlight filtering through the window. As consciousness dawned upon me, I found myself sharing the bed with a woman, both of us scantily clad, sending shockwaves of confusion and disbelief through my mind. Frantically trying to piece together the previous night's events, I struggled to recall anything beyond a night out with friends. The haze of intoxication clouded my memory, leaving me grasping for answers as to how I found myself entangled with this stranger. A gasp escaped my lips as I jolted upright, disturbing the woman beside me, who stirred but remained asleep. Questions swirled in my mind, a tempest of uncertainty and frustration. "What's happening here?" I exclaimed, my voice tinged with anger and disbelief. Startled awake, the woman's eyes widened as she surveyed her surroundings, mirroring my own bewilderment. "Where am I? And who are you?" she inquired, her tone filled with worry. The gravity of t