JaneThe shower had been everything I needed. Hot water beating down on my frozen skin, washing away the rain and the grime and some of the numbness that had settled over me. I stood under the spray until the water ran cold, letting it pour over me like some kind of baptism, like maybe I could wash away the last two days entirely.But I couldn't.Now I lay in the guest bed, wrapped in clean sheets that smelled like lavender detergent, staring at the ceiling as the city lights cast shifting shadows across the room. My body was clean, warm and fed. I should be exhausted enough to pass out the moment my head hit the pillow, but sleep wouldn't come.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Hudson and Maribel tangled together in his bed, her skin against his, their bodies moving in a rhythm that should have been mine. The image was seared into my brain, playing on repeat like some sick movie I couldn't turn off.I turned onto my side, pulling the blanket tighter around me, but then I saw Huds
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