I Chose Me Over My Marriage novel Chapter 20

"Where am I?"

Suddenly, an arm flopped heavily across her stomach. Lyra jumped out of her skin and instantly shot up in bed.

She whipped her head around and saw Chloe snoring away, spread-eagle beside her.

The sheer panic that had gripped her chest evaporated in a second.

Wait.

Lyra's eyes widened again as she scanned the room.

They were back in her hotel suite.

Who brought them back?

She racked her brain, trying desperately to remember anything that happened after she got drunk last night, but she was drawing a complete blank.

Right on cue, Chloe blinked her eyes open.

"Where are we?"

She propped herself up, groaning as she rubbed her pounding head.

"Lyra, I just had the craziest dream. I dreamt you actually divorced Maxwell."

Lyra massaged her throbbing temples. "Let's hope that dream comes true."

"Yeah, honestly, I think you..."

A loud ringtone shattered the morning quiet, cutting Chloe off mid-sentence.

She looked over at the nightstand, where both of their phones were neatly plugged in.

"Your OCD is intense. You get blackout drunk and still manage to organize our phones perfectly," Chloe grumbled, reaching for her device.

The moment she saw the caller ID, her entire expression iced over.

Beside her, Lyra had fallen completely silent at Chloe's offhand comment.

She might not remember a single detail from last night, but she was absolutely certain about one thing.

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