Chapter 33

  DYLAN'S POV

  A low groan escaped my lips as I dabbed my swollen chin with a cube of ice. I took a swig of whiskey as I dabbed.

  Tiny drops of liquid trickled down my arm, but I didn't seem to care, all I wanted was for the excruciating pain to disappear.

  "You shouldn't have struggled with them...

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