Chapter 155

  I didn't remember getting home.

  The last thing I remembered…

  Whiskey.

  Hayes.

  Dominic standing at the entrance.

  Then…

  Nothing.

  My eyes fluttered open.

  Sunlight slipped through the curtains, spilling across the room.

  I frowned.

  Why did my head feel like someone had split it open?...

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