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Daliah replied.
The beats of the music were like a heavy drug, crawling through her veins and invading her mind. And as Blair drank, her blood heated, her senses heightened. She could feel the vibration inside her, the slow, sweet rhythm inviting her. Across the way, the dance floor was packed. Every person was lost in the sound.
- "Blair?" Drake called, noticing his friend was distracted.
- "Yes"
- "Let's dance, babe. Your depression is sinking me," he said, already standing up before she could deny it.
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