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52. Storm inside
Feeling nauseous, I woke up, but my eyes refused to open. I rolled from left to right, then back. I stayed this way for a few minutes, then my mind was awake enough for me to remember I fell asleep in Jason’s bed.
My eyes snapped open to see my so-called boyfriend, holding my mobile. Swallowing the bile in my throat, I greeted him with, “What are you doing to my phone?”
Caught off-guard, he stared at me with parted lips. I sat up, letting the expensive silky cover slide from my body, revealing my naked torso. Suddenly shy, I pulled it back and pressed it to my chest with one hand. Then, with the other, I grabbed my mobile from his palm.
“What did you see there?” I demanded to know, my blood frozen as I feared he saw my blog.
“Do you ha
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