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CHARLOTTE "Are you alright?" Sonia asked as soon as I stepped into the car. I closed the door and chuckled, running my hands through my hair. "I don't know. I don't think I'll be alright for a long time. Everything keeps taking one drastic turn after another," I replied. She arched an eyebrow and turned to the driver. "Drive," she said. He nodded slightly and started the ignition. "Still don't think there's anything I can do to help?" "You're getting me away from here before it starts crawling with cops. That's the best thing you can do right now," I answered as the car sped through the streets. I glanced at the night sky and sighed. "I need a bottle of wine." "You mean a glass," Sonia corrected from her seat. She kept her eyes on the road, but I knew exactly what her reaction to my d