At the corporate party, I overdid it with alcohol and decided to go home earlier than everyone else. In the cloakroom, I bumped into a man… In complete darkness, I can’t see the Stranger’s face. But I can’t restrain myself. Between us, a real magnetism arises, and I forget everything, giving in to him. He leaves one last kiss on my lips, gets dressed, and with the words “Leave in a few minutes after me” leaves the room.
After the kiss, I realized he must have mistaken me for someone else. That really bothers me. But what right do I have to be jealous of a man I accidentally slept with at a corporate party? He’s gone, and I keep lying there, staring into emptiness. I understand—I've already fallen in love. But that’s impossible. I have to find him! It has to be someone from our office, and I’m determined to find out who—no matter what!