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Whispers
Jackson hands me the key to our room with directions on how to find it, and then I slip out to get five minutes of peace. I find the room easily enough and, once inside, I pop a couple of tablets and wash them down with a cold bottle of water from the minibar. I splash some water on my wrists relishing in the feel of the cold liquid before retouching my makeup. When I finally begin to feel some relief from the pounding in my temples, I decide that I’m ready to leave the room. I am just about to turn a corner in the corridor when I hear someone say my name. I freeze, then flatten myself against the wall as voices, which I recognise as belonging to Cara and Lisa, Evan’s pregnant girlfriend, begin discussing me. “I can’t believe he brought her,” Cara spits with the kind of venom you would r
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