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Chapter 17: Lost and Found

مؤلف: Ivy Walters
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-01-10 06:38:46

Sheila's POV

In the bathroom, the full weight of the situation hit me. I was drunk, alone, in a club I didn't know, and my cousin had vanished.

I gripped the sink harder as another wave of nausea rolled through me. This time I made it to the stall, throwing up a little more. The tequila burned just as much coming back up. My throat felt raw, my eyes watered, and I wanted nothing more than to go home.

After cleaning up and emptying my bladder, I stared at myself in the mirror for a long moment.
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