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Chapter 8

I massaged my temples as I waited for the Keurig machine to make my coffee. When I woke up this morning, I remembered why I didn’t like tequila. The aspirin that Wren gave me last night barely did anything. It wasn’t his fault. I tended to be a lightweight when it came to hard liquor.

I definitely felt it this morning. I woke up with a pounding headache, grogginess, and a strong urge to call in sick to work. But I pushed that aside and came in anyway. Well, first I had to take an Uber to go pick up my car, then I came to work. After all, I couldn’t very well call in sick the day after my boss approved my mysterious days off.

One other thing that started my morning off unusually, were the missed calls from West. I really should have taken his call last night, but I was drunk and I didn’t want to say something I would regret. I was still pretty mad at him.

Which is one reason I was glad I ended up m

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