Chapter 54They were both exhausted. He moved out of her, a final hoarse sigh escaping them both, and settled next to her. In an almost unconscious gesture, he pulled her close, his arm heavy over her waist in a drowsy possession."It was really good," he murmured, the words thick with fatigue and alcohol. He let out a yawn before closing his eyes.He fell asleep almost instantly. She could tell by the change in his breathing, which became deeper and more regular, and by the dead weight of his arm around her.She had liked it too. Liked it in a way that frightened her, that made a pang of regret bloom in her chest. Because the morning, relentless, would come. He would leave, pay, and disappear through the door, becoming a memory.And she would have to get up, recompose herself, and face the harsh reality: he had only been the first. The first of many anonymous faces, strange bodies, empty transactions that would fill her days from then on. And deep in her soul, a painful certainty was
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