Chapter 7-1
Chapter 7 The hotel room was nothing to write home about. Of all the rooms she'd stayed in these past six months, it might quite possibly be the smallest. Yet, it was clean and functional, and all she really needed was something resembling a bed. Not that she would be sleeping much anyway. She changed into a black camisole and boy shorts--absently thinking about how she had packed them just in case, fantasizing about what might happen if she had the chance to go out with Cale again while she was in town--and climbed into bed, wondering how in the world she was going to ever fall asleep. She had sobbed all the way to the hotel--luckily Hannah had been driving--and was hopeful that most of her tears were gone at last. Hannah had offered to help take the sting off a bit, but Cadence had ref
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