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Chapter 14: The Next Morning
Ottilyn's P.O.V. ************************************************* I woke up the next morning to my head pounding. Tyler was running through the house, but he sounded like a damn elephant. Ugh, can't he sleep in? It's summer vacation. I rubbed my head without opening my eyes. My head is killing me. What the heck is wrong with me? Why does my head hurt- My eyes snapped open as I recalled last night. I shot up in bed and then winced. The bright light and sudden movement caused my stomach to churn. Oh no, I think I might be sick. After a moment of deep breathing, the nausea passed. I looked around to see where I was. A breath of relief left my lips. Well, I'm in my room. That's a good sign. The last thing I remember was taking that bottle of alcohol and storming out of the pool-house
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