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wall to steady myself as I move in the
direction I think the noise came from. I
cannot be sure. Not when I was drunk
and passed out. How reckless could I
be?
“Who is it?” I croak.
"Sin, baby." Co rushes toward me.
A dishtowel over his left shoulder. "You
okay?"
He grips my arms with one hand
and tilts my chin with the other. I try to
