Gerald's POV
Why the hell was Annabelle hugging me so tightly? It's not as if I was going to run away, but she was smelling so different.
Since when did she have a vanilla scent?
I tried to pry myself away when I caught a glimpse of brunette hair with streaks of white. My eyes snapped wide open. I knew that that was not the color of Annabelle's hair.
I turned to look at the stranger's face. What the hell was going on? When did I arrive here? What happened?
My mind seemed to be caught in a hazy cloud. I didn't have any recollection of what I did, not that I was complaining. The woman beside me was very beautiful even though she looked familiar, but that was not important right now. The main thing is for me to get the hell out of this place. I don't want her to see me when she wakes
