Chapter 102 “Don't Worry, I'm A Good Cook”

• Kimberly stirred on the bed, her slumber disrupted by the raised voices and angry exchange drifting from downstairs. The cacophony of clattering and thudding sounds that followed was like a sledgehammer, jolting her awake. Her eyes snapped open, and she was met with an unfamiliar ceiling.
• She sat up with a start, her gaze darting wildly around the room. And then it hit her —she was in Nicholas's room. How in the world...? Her mind reeled as she scrambled to piece together the events of the previous hours. Fragments of memories swirled in her head, but the details remained frustratingly elusive.
• Kimberly's eyes dropped to look inside the duvet covering her body, and she breathed a sigh of relief to find she was still fully clothed. A wry smile twisted her lips as she chided herself for her momentary lapse of sanity. Why did she even think Nicholas would...? She shook her head, annoyed at her own foolishness.