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Chapter Twelve
Sophia: I paced the floors, waiting for them to emerge from the bathroom. I felt relieved when that shower flipped on, and they told Logan to stand. But something tells me he lied about the drinks being all he had. If that were true, why is he passing out right now? I need a minute alone. I need to think. I cleaned the room, opened the windows to let the stink out, and sat looking at my k****e, waiting for the bathroom to clear so I could take a cold shower. Toby was the first to come out. His hair was dripping, and he was visibly upset. His fists were clenched and pressing tightly against the wall behind me, pinning me in like a small animal. His eyes were dark, his breathing heavy. "We have to call an ambulance." He spoke softly, never taking his eyes off me. "What?" I shrieked
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