The next morning, sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting dappled shadows on Caroline's face.

She woke from her deep sleep to find herself alone in bed. Andrew's scent still lingered on the sheets. And the fragmented memories from last night replayed in her mind like a movie.

They had both been drunk, emotions out of control, and they almost crossed that line, almost did something they shouldn't have.

‘Did they do something they shouldn't have?’ Caroline felt ...