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25 Malted Whiskey

Winter

The day was truly chaotic, to be honest. All I craved was a sip of whiskey and a good night's sleep. One of the advantages of being in the orphanage was its premium liquor collection, which proved to be a soothing aid for my sleep. Yet, I couldn't shake the concern that my visits to the bottle might be becoming a bit too frequent.

I'm mindful not to overindulge, just seeking enough to ease my nerves and find some solace in sleep.

After all that unfolded today, I desperately needed some tranquillity.

The conflicts with Mary and Joyce had stirred frustration within me. Despite entertaining thoughts of retaliation, I reminded myself of the promise I made to Summer – to keep my composure. So, I chose to adhere to that commitment.

Believe me, it was an incredibly challenging situation. Witnessing Mary address the children in that manner and then dismissively telling me to mind my business was truly disheartening.

Our arrangement with the Alphas didn't involve working alongsi
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Petagay Thompson
come on winter tell him already
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