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Chapter 10

Author: Author Shasa
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-18 23:51:35

TALIA'S POV

“Get in the car,” Maxton said, his tone steady as he swung the door open for me.

Honestly, my head was spinning. My limbs felt like jelly and the world was kind of sideways. Whatever I drank definitely wasn’t just alcohol. I have been tipsy before but this? This felt like my brain was melting in slow motion.

“Yeah okay,” I muttered, stumbling into the passenger seat like a half-dead zombie. Maxton shut the door gently, like I might break if he slammed it, then walked around to the driver’s side and got in.

“You good?” he asked, glancing at me with concern and calm he always had, like he was trying not to freak me out.

I nodded, forcing a weak smile even though I felt like throwing up and crying at the same time. “Yeah just peachy,” I said, voice dry as hell.

My phone buzzed in my lap. I blinked a few times, trying to focus through the haze as I picked it up. The screen looked like it was underwater, but I still tried to read the message. Probably someone asking where I was
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