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Chapter Sixty-One: The First Wave of Revenge
The night air felt cool against Paulina's skin as she walked away, the dim lights blurring slightly in her vision. She had enjoyed the evening immensely, the conversation with Carl a welcome respite from the anxieties that had been plaguing her. She felt lighter, her heart filled with a newfound sense of peace and joy. But as she continued walking, a strange sensation washed over her. The world around her seemed to tilt, the sidewalk beneath her feet swaying like a ship at sea. She felt a sudden dizziness, a wave of nausea rising in her throat. "Oh, dear," she muttered to herself, her voice sounding strangely distant, as if from a faraway land. "Maybe I had a bit too much champagne." She tried to steady herself, to regain her balance, but the dizziness intensified. The world spun around
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