Chapter 39

  Hazel pov

  When we got back to his bedroom, I lay there for a while, staring at the ceiling, still catching my breath.

  My body felt wrecked but in the best possible way. My wrists were sore, my legs numb, my brain fully gone. And yet, I was smiling like a maniac.

  Alan leaned on one elbow besi...

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