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Valeria
Drink this.
I’ll take care of you.
Sh, it’s okay, Valeria. f**k, you’re so hot.
It’s okay, a few more—
I woke up with a gasp. Memories of that night playing in my head. The scent of cheap beers, the stench of smoke, the thick air. Sweat sheeted my body as I sighed, running my hands through my pajamas, feeling the satin bedsheets underneath me. I clutched the pillow and bit my lip when I made sure I had my underwear on.
Thank God.
“You are safe, Valeria,” I muttered to myself. “It has been a decade. You are safe. I am safe. I am okay.”
I laid back on the bed, asking Siri for the time. It was half past midnight. That meant I would meet Khalid in a few hours. Cuddling my pillow, I played his latest interview, falling asleep to his deep voice whispering in my ear, sooth
