Chapter 67When my senses came back, I knew I was no longer on the bathroom floor.I was on my bed with a cover tucking me like a kid. A cold hand contacted my forehead, and my eyes snapped open.With a blur of the image, my eyes settled in on Enrique, leaning over me. Inspecting me for I don't know what.!Behind him, I tried to find Alex, but he was nowhere around, or I guess he wasn't in the house at all. Enrique's eyes flick toward mine and a moment of confusion settle in my heart."What happened"? I asked. My voice came out more than husky than I like. My mouth feels sour, and my tongue feels like sandpaper used many times.He helps me sit up in my seat and fetches a glass of water from the nearby table. He put the glass back when I had enough, looking at me worriedly."Does he know about it"? He asked, making me more confused than ever. I gave him (what the hell are you talking about!!!! )Look, and he slapped his forehead in aggression."God, Regan, you don't know what I'm sayin
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