CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR- DRUNK.

~MIRA’S POV~

I groaned for the hundredth time that evening. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t enjoying the girls' company but this game of cards was so stupid.

“Alright. Time to show your cards,” Laura yelled.

The three of them sat cross-legged on the floor and the coldness of the tiles helpe...

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