Chapter 185 one hundred and eighty five

Havilworth 960 words

Zane's POV

The road stretched ahead of me like a dark tunnel, the city lights blurring as I pressed the gas pedal harder, speeding through the empty streets. My grip on the steering wheel tightened, knuckles white as I tried to keep control.

I wasn’t drunk! Well, not exactly. But...

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