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CHAPTER 65: Across the road.

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Roseline's POV…

I chugged down another bottle of alcohol.

"Roseline, you need to stop, you're already drunk," Nina said, taking the bottle away from me.

I pouted, standing up to take it back from her, but I stumbled slightly, my legs feeling unsteady beneath me.

"I'm not drunk," I insisted, my words slurring slightly despite my best efforts to sound convincing. "I'm totally fine, Nina. Give it back."

"Roseline, you can barely stand," Nina said, setting the bottle firmly out of my reach on a hig
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