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The Ugly Bargain

작가: Sommy Pearl
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Eve

I woke up to the stiff ache in my neck and a sharp itch crawling across my arm. When I finally opened my eyes, I realized I was on the floor. Not the bed. Not even near the bed. Just sprawled on the cold floor like someone who fainted during a nervous breakdown.

It all came back immediately.

I hadn’t been able to sleep. Not even close. I had paced the room for hours, replaying that stupid kiss, replaying the way Sage just walked out, replaying how I messaged him and he didn’t answer. The mo
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