Noelle's body went rigid, and her face drained of all color. She threw all her strength into shoving Simon off her and curled up at the head of the bed.He frowned at her before lifting a brow. "Are you still mad?"He rubbed his temples, his mannerisms exactly like Chester's. Even his voice, soaked with alcohol, was indistinguishable.If Noelle hadn't heard that Chester had kept himself chaste for Winona, she wouldn't have been able to tell them apart.Simon leaned in again, caging her in with his arms on either side of her, their noses nearly touching. "I already told you that if I had feelings for Winona, you and I would never be getting married."He moved to kiss her. Her eyes widened, and she jerked aside, gagging.She retched until her eyes turned red; she couldn't stop. She shoved Simon away and ran for the bathroom.He watched her, his brows knitting and eyes glinting.In the bathroom, Noelle slid down the wall, ending up in a squat on the floor. Outside the door, Simon'
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