Chapter 37 Sledgehammer

Georgie

The digital numbers glowing red on my bedside table flashed 2:45 AM.

I stared up at the dark, vaulted ceiling of my bedroom, my eyes burning with a gritty, exhausted ache.

For nearly three hours, I had thrashed against the tangled silk sheets, tossing and turning in a futile war against m...

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