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Chapter 22

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𝘿𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙀

Through the tainted glass, I watch as Alera rushes towards the hospital.

The gown swishes behind her, she has her heels in one hand, and purse in the other. Her is hair slightly out of place. She doesn’t look back once, not even when she reaches the hospital doors.

I don’t call after her.

When she's no longer visible, I look away from the window.

Tapping the partition, I tell the drive "Let's go."

He doesn’t ask questions.

He just restarts the engine and we're off into the night.

***

My head’s pounding again by the time I get to the penthouse. The gala achieved exactly what I wanted. It’ll be all over the news in the morning, Dante Moretti and his mystery woman, making headlines again. The buzz will spread like wildfire, and it’ll keep the right people watching.

But all of that doesn’t change the fact that I feel like hell. My temple throbs, and I pop two of the migraine pills my doctor prescribed, chasing them down with lukewarm water from the tap.

I
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