A bright morning cast its gentle light over New York, even as winter still clung stubbornly to the city, promising at least another month of cold. In his bed, Aidan was still asleep, wearing the same clothes from the night before. Now, however, he was wrapped in a warm blanket, his head pounding mercilessly.Slowly, he stirred, attempting to open his eyes after a night of heavy drinking—a task that felt almost impossible. The sunlight pouring in through the window pierced his vision, intensifying the dizziness that made his head spin.“Oh, God. My head!” he groaned, clutching his hair and pressing his palms to his temples. Rolling onto his back, he stretched, trying to focus on the light caramel-colored ceiling above, a quiet comfort amid the haze of his mind. As awareness slowly returned, his eyes swept across the room, and his hand instinctively reached for the space beside him. It was
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