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... ighing heavily on my mind. My mouth was dry, my body sluggish—as if I’d been drowning in whiskey, though I hadn’t touched a drop. The real hangover wasn’t alcohol. It was rage.
A faint commotion drifted in from outside. I shoved the curtains aside, and my stomach dropped.
A sea of reporters and photographers had gathered at the gates of my mansion, their cameras flashing nonstop, even from this distance. It was like looking at a swarm of locusts, hungry for any information they c ...
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