Marcus woke up to find Betty's arm draped awkwardly around his neck. "Not again," he thought, gently prying her arm loose. As he stood up, the room spun, and he stumbled back onto the bed, his head pounding. This morning routine was becoming all too familiar.After a few moments, Marcus regained his composure and lay back in bed, his mind wandering to the previous night's events. That's when he thought of Sophia, the mysterious girl who had turned pale after seeing him. "Who is she?" Marcus wondered, her reaction still puzzling him.Marcus's thoughts were interrupted by Betty stirring beside him. She groggily opened her eyes, wincing slightly at the morning light. "Morning," she mumbled, her voice husky from sleep. Marcus smiled weakly, still feeling the remnants of the previous night's festivities. "Morning," he replied, reaching for a bottle of water on the bedside table.As Betty sat up, rubbing her temples, Marcus handed her the water. "How are you feeling?" he asked, concern etch
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