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with only a small gap in between.
    As I rested my head back on the pillow I caught sight of the clock on my night table. 11.30am.
    What?
    I reached over to pick up my clock for a closer look and my hand brushed against a piece of paper that rested beside it. I blinked a couple of times before lifting the paper and reading the scrawled words.
    I’m sorry I had to leave without saying goodbye but I didn’t want to wake you. I’ll call you later. M
    Right. Miguel.
    My brain hadn’t got that far yet but his note brought everything rushing back and I dropped the piece of paper and threw my arm over my eyes as a wave of guilt rushed through my body.
    The peace I’d awoken with lasted all of two minutes.
    But I had felt peaceful when I woke up, albeit briefly. I’d been asleep for almost eight hours straight and I couldn’t recall the last time that had happened. Even with the pain slowly seeping back into my veins, I felt like I had the strength to carry it.
    What I wasn’t sure I could carry was my conscience screaming at me from the depths of my mind.
    With a groan I rolled over onto my side and pulled the covers over my head. So this was what a one night stand felt like. If I could call it that. Did a name even exist for having sex with one of your best friends after having practically begged for it?
    Oh God. Oh God .
    I couldn’t begin to process everything that had happened. Last night had all started off so innocently. Being at the club with my friends, dancing with Bryce, talking to Radleigh… that seemed like another lifetime ago. In reality, it was Act One of the oddest night of my life.
    With a shake of my head, I forced myself to sit up because internalising was not going to help me. What I needed to do was get up and… what? Go to the Warriors game?
    My phone rang, and without looking, I knew it would be Miguel. My insides rolled at the idea of speaking to him. I hadn’t had enough time to process. The only thing I knew was that ignoring the call wasn’t an option. Delaying the conversation wouldn’t make it easier.
    I scooped up my phone and clicked the answer button.
    “Hey.”
    “Hey, Freya.” Miguel’s voice was slightly hesitant, like he didn’t know how I would respond. Funny, I wasn’t sure yet, either.
    “I… I just woke up,” I mumbled.
    “I’m sorry. I felt so bad about leaving you, but I had to be at work and I-” he trailed off, and knowing he was as lost for words as me made me relax.
    “You didn’t know what to say?” I guessed, and he let out a small laugh.
    “Yeah.”
    “That makes two of us.”
    Another small gap in the conversation gave me a chance to think about what I wanted to say. I truly hadn’t meant to create awkwardness between us; we’d both had enough of that. How could it be anything other than awkward, though? The slow trickling of guilt through my veins brought with it an ache that settled into my bones. My palms grew moist and I tightened my grip on my cell to stop it slipping from my fingers.
    “Miguel, I… I never should have asked you to stay last night. I put you in a really uncomfortable position, and I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry.”
    “I think we both put ourselves there, Freya. Maybe you shouldn’t have asked me to stay, and maybe I shouldn’t have. But you did, and I did. Wrong as it might have been, I… I’m not… I don’t-”  he stopped stumbling over his words and sighed.
    “I haven’t had a moment to think about what happened last night. I don’t know how I feel about it, but I-”
    “Do you regret it?”
    Although he couldn’t see me, I shook my head. “No,” I whispered, and the guilt intensified because that should have been the wrong answer. The ache coursing through me caused tears to burn my eyes again.
    How could I not regret committing the ultimate betrayal? I’d had sex with Will’s best friend. He was Leah’s ex-boyfriend too, so I couldn’t even talk to her about this. Some lines should never be crossed, but