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Chapter 7~ A Girl’s Gotta Survive

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last update Last Updated: 2024-08-19 18:22:52

Chapter 7

Stacy

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I woke up with a throbbing headache, the kind that felt like a jackhammer was having a field day inside my skull. Squinting against the brightness of the room, I took in my surroundings, trying to piece together how the hell I ended up here.

The bed I was lying on was massive—king-sized, plush, with ridiculously soft sheets that I would have appreciated under different circumstances.

The room was elegant, far too flashy compared to the dingy places I’d been in lately.

Soft light filtered through the expensive curtains, and everything was tastefully decorated, almost too perfect.

For a moment, I wondered if I’d died and somehow ended up in a rich person’s heaven.

Or hell.

I mean, for the sins I’d committed, I might as well get a five-star suite in hell. Because I sure as hell didn’t remember checking into a five-star hotel anytime recently.

I sat up slowly, wincing as the room spun for a second. Rubbing my temples, I tried to recall the events leading up
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