Chapter151

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#Chapter151

"Oh, my god." I wince and cover my eyes with my hand to shield them from the burning light outside. Fucking hangover.

"Morning." I hear Sophie's voice from right next to me, and I look down to meet her icy blue eyes. "How did you get in here last...

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