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67: When Time Paused

ALEXANDER

I woke up to a nasty ache in my head, like I'd barely survived the night. I opened my eyes but it still felt like a veil was cast over my vision and I wasn't seeing quite right yet.

What the hell? I sat up and slowly started to take note of my surroundings. It wasn't a room I was familiar with, at all. If anything, it looked like a prison cell. Blank white wall, a tall, brown wardrobe at the other end of the wall, and the king-sized bed atop which I was seated.

My vision circled back to me and I was indeed wrapped like shawarma by the white blankets. I couldn't feel my clothes. I rubbed my face with my palms and groaned out loudly. “Fuck!” I spilled into the silence.

I'd fucked up. I'd fucked up real time. That reality crashed in when my memories started to piece together and the truth was what I didn't want to believe. I was at Alaina's.

How fucking convenient. I sat up and cussed loudly again, kicking the damn blanket off just to stand and pace the room in my boxers.

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