MISTRESS OF THE GAME
MARIE
I don’t know how long I was out, but it had to be hours, some agonizing hours. Time felt like a distant, mocking blur. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, could barely breathe. My head... my God, my head. It felt like it was swelling from the inside out, like something was trying to burst through my skull. Each second was a new wave of pain that spread from my temples to the base of my neck, building, pulsating, roaring inside me. The migraine was unlike anything I had ever experienced. It wasn’t just pain; it was punishment, like every thought I had ever had was trying to fight its way out through my forehead. My brain throbbed behind my eyes, and each throb came with a thunderclap of ag
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