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My rib cage burned and so did my stomach. This was definitely going to leave a bruise. The doctor had let me go hours after my confrontation with Liam and Jake, saying I was good to go as long as I took my meds as prescribed. Right now, all I wanted was a hot bath to help with the pain.
I ran some water in the bath, rummaging through the bathroom counter for some sweet-smelling bath bombs. My hand hovered over the bottle of jasmine oil; its sweet scent wafted up my nostrils, bringing back memories of Liam's skillful hands on my skin. I shook my head, abandoning the bottle, and seeking out something else.
My thoughts couldn’t possibly be wafting to Liam, not right now, not when I was supposed to be mad at him. Not thinking about Liam made me think of Jake instead. I grimaced.
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