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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

                      This headache is going to kill me. I thought when I opened my eyes. 

      The curtains begin to part. I shield my eyes, extending my hand against the morning light of the sun. I stare at my arm. I'm wearing the same dress. 

     I push myself in a sitting position. My eyes were big, when my gaze rested on the couch, "What are you doing here? You conceded to not share the room." 

     "Not in a particular situation," He says, without lifting his head from his file. He is wearing a dark blue suit with a white shirt. Ok! Let's not talk about how he's looking so dashing. 

     I scrunch up my nose, "What particular situation?" 

     "You retched all night," He says, turning the page of his file. 

     "Liar! I don't remember," I couldn't

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