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19.THE AFTERMATH

Author: Starrynights
last update publish date: 2026-03-17 12:36:07
CHAPTER NINETEEN

THE AFTERMATH

It must have been around ten-thirty in the morning when I finally managed to drag myself down to the lobby of the hotel, moving with the slow, heavy reluctance of someone whose body is still paying the price for the decisions of the previous night. A single cup of coffee sits in front of me, its bitter warmth doing just enough to dull the relentless ache pounding behind my temples and spreading like a dull drumbeat through my skull. I am not much of a drinker under
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