[ she can't talk to him about it. not now, until she gets a better hold of herself. and the very thought of hiding all this from him is also making her ill and--
she shakes her head, the color draining from her face the more she overthinks. ]
I... may have had too much to drink. Sorry.
[ there it is, the first lie. and that won't be the last. ]
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she shakes her head, the color draining from her face the more she overthinks. ]
I... may have had too much to drink. Sorry.
[ there it is, the first lie. and that won't be the last. ]