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... hit her first—chicken soup. Heather stirred awake to the rich aroma of chicken soup. Her eyes fluttered open, groggy and slow. She turned her head slightly—too tired to sit up fully. The room didn't look familiar.
Her brow furrowed. Where am I? A wave of confusion hit. She blinked, trying to sit up, but her body was slow to respond. Too tired and heavy. Her mouth tasted like tequila and regret.
Last night.
Her last clear memory: being at a bar—or maybe a club—for the firs ...
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