Chapter 25 Ego Twice The Size Of Your Swollen Knee

Sloane’s POV

My eyelids flitted open as the bright lights illuminating from the windows hit the sheets.

A yawn emanated from my mouth as I scrubbed at my eyelids.

I hadn’t slept so well in ages. In never, actually.

I looked around me, blinking.

The painting was grey.

A huge portrait of his t...

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