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HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF

NOLAN

Nolan you would never change, it is just in your nature to always mess things up.

Those words echoed in my ear as I slowly opened my eyes, I was trying to make out my environment. But my head was heavy and beating fast.

It felt like a bazooka had hit me and I had landed on a bomb about to detonate.

What the hell happened last night?

The last coherent memory I had was lunch with Chloe. Late lunch, stretching into the early evening with far too much wine, and… damn it, that's where the gap began.

“Let me help you relax,” Chloe had said to me, her hands on my chest, she slowly massaged my neck, why didn't I push her away?

Did I push her away?

My memory was blurry and I couldn't make out any image of me resisting her advances.

Panic clawed its way up my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to force the missing pieces into place, but there was nothing. Just a dizzying emptiness. My breaths hitched, and with a groan, I finally forced my eyes open.

Sunlight speared through the
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