Chapter 117 Chapter 117

I wake with a jump and notice it’s light—too light for early morning.

Huh?

I scramble for my phone on the nightstand: 8:45 a.m.

What the hell? We started at eight o’clock this morning. My eyes widen in horror.

Oh my God. I dive out of bed and run to the shower. Shit.

And my clothes need ironing...

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