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Chapter 8
WINNIE My eyes flew open. Something in the air thickened. I was no longer the only one in the room. I wasn't really a light sleeper but being in prison for years had done a lot to sharpen my senses. I could sense when I was about to be in danger. Hence I had a way of avoiding tricky situations and I had a way of protecting Trisha as well. Here, not so much. I was helpless. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what the hell I was doing. The weight of the bed pressed under someone's weight and I could tell it was Roman. I knew what he smelt like now. It was strange but it was true. I wondered why the hell he was back so early. It was barely morning and didn't he say that he was going to spend the night with someone else. I should feel disappointed but at the same time. I felt relieve
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