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... scent of whiskey clung to her skin. She blinked against the soft morning light filtering through the curtains.
She didn’t remember much from the night before, only fragments. Laughter that wasn’t real, a familiar face, the clinking of glasses. But one thing was certain. She was done.
Dragging herself off the couch, Amara made her way to the bedroom. The moment the hot water hit her skin, tears mixed with it, silent, tired tears that carried away the last pieces of denial she’d be ...
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