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Author: Lilah Morgan
last update Last Updated: 2022-08-01 04:38:24

The morning after

CHAPTER TWENTY

Alexa

A light ray of sunlight fell across my face, its warmth tingling on my skin. Taking in a deep breath, and then breathing out a second later, I blinked my eyes opened.

I was greeted with the sight of white walls with a cool grey authentic, instead of the bright and definitely feminine colors of my room.

Realizing I wasn’t in my room, I sat up, and instantly, I regretted it. My vision blurred, the earth tilting on its axis. Out of nowhere, my head started pounding. It felt like my skull was being used as a local blacksmith’s stone. “Fuck.” I groaned out.

There was a soft but firm knock on my door, and then it was creaking open. Devon’s face peeked in, and then he was muttering a soft “Hey.”

“May I come in?” he asked.

“Sure.” I replied. “Fuck this headache.” I groaned out, squinting my eyes in pain as the thumping in my skull became more insistent. “Do you’ve anything for this?”

“I figured you would feel this way this morning, and so I brought you
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