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nightmare. My feet dragged against the tiled floor as I clutched the wall for support.

er how I got here. My room was somewhere in thi

tered under my breath, squint

t of the night, the betrayal, the humiliation, the pain. Everything had l

aning into it as I turned the ha

e warm air wrapped around me, and I let the

the corner. My steps faltered as I tried to find my footing

en I s

the top buttons undone. His dark hair was messy, like he'd been runnin

I thought I wa

hell are you?" His voice was low and rough, and

d at him. He looked like something out

across my face. "Did Santa send you to

his brows fur

ecause," I said, dragging the word out as I took a sha

wing as he watched me. "You're drunk,"

ugh, as he tried to steer me toward the door. But I clung

my head. "I don't want t

t out a sharp breath, with his jaw clenching. "Li

rm. The world was spinning, and his steady prese

essing my cheek against his arm. "You s

up to push me away. "You're unbelievable,"

I leaned forward and bit his chest through hi

nd tightening around my wrist. "What the hell

ffled against his chest

s blazing as he looked down at me. "You ask

ppening, his hands were on my face

lungs. My drunken mind reeled, but my body responded instinc

t as he pulled me closer. The kiss deepened, growing urgent a

this was a mistake. I didn't care about anything except the way

pinning me down. His hands roamed my body, igniting a fire

uck!" He cussed then sat up as he grabbed his hair in

ted to ask, but I was inter

asked, seeing his painfu

dn't really see his face well, I kne

p!" He

only trying to be nice. In anger, I sat up and got c

r biting but who knew he would dr

moan sounded as I put m

d was in a daze, but the sensations I felt when he

room faded away, leavi

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light w

tabbing into my skull like a knife. I groaned, pressing

e that made it hard to think. I felt lik

ly, and that's w

mth bes

the night before came rushing back in a chaotic

hispered, my voi

nted to turn my head, bu

maybe a drunkard who would ask

nd I sat up quickly, ignor

tered, my hands trembling

I pressed a hand to my foreh

" The words felt foreign on my tongue

ught hit me, sharper

whispered, my

ried to remember everything. The alcohol, the haze

had I

of the bed, my hands shaking

't belie

ake of my life, and now I

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