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Chapter 49

Author: Ms. Grace
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-09 01:52:36

~Melissa~

I woke up the next morning with a headache and the faint smell of gasoline still clinging to my hair.

Last night felt like a dream. The race. The snow. Jason buying me drinks at some hole-in-the-wall bar where nobody asked questions and the music was too loud for conversation.

I stumbled into bed around three AM and passed out immediately.

Now my phone sat on the nightstand, ominously silent.

I reached for it, expecting to see a lot of missed calls from Gavin. But all I saw was two missed calls and a text. I felt a little disappointed but I pushed it away.

I was about to drop the phone when a notification for today popped up. The photoshoot.

“Shit.” I sat up too fast, my head swimming. “Shit, shit, shit.”

The photoshoot was today. At two PM. And I was supposed to oversee the entire thing…coordinate with the photographer, approve shots, manage the schedule.

I looked at the time. 11:47 AM.

I had just over two hours.

I couldn’t face him. Not yet. Not after ignoring him all nigh
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