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16. Tabitha

Author: Violet Smart
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-08 16:18:52

Tabitha:

I opened my eyes slightly, feeling a very sharp pain in my head. I was unable to open my eyes properly due to the splitting headache I was feeling.

My whole body ached too, and my throat was very dry. I knew I had too much to drink last night but it didn’t seem like too much during the process.

As I tried to regain my strength, I realized that I was in my room. I sat up and looked around, rubbing my eyes to be sure I wasn’t hallucinating.

How did I get here? The last thing I remembered was Clyde telling me to come to his house with him since everyone had already dispersed.

I remembered Nora pulling me away with an excuse I couldn’t quite understand at the moment and now I was home? Did Nora drive me home?

I struggled to remember everything that happened but my imagination blurred. And I became anxious knowing I couldn’t recall how I got here.

I dragged myself out of bed although I still felt weak. I needed to freshen up and get something to eat because I was starving. I h
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