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Chapter 42 — The Taste of Nothing (Sarah)

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last update Date de publication: 2026-05-02 21:52:49

The place she chose was dark, noisy, full of beautiful people and loud music that made the floor vibrate. Colored lights blinked in a frantic rhythm, and the air smelled of sweet perfume, sweat and alcohol. It wasn’t my style — it had never been, not even when I was younger and supposedly should have liked these things — but Eloise loved it, and I didn’t have the energy to argue.

We drank. First a drink with vodka, sweet and treacherous. Then a whisky that burned going down. Then another drink
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