33: Closet

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KAEL My head hurts. That was the first thing I registered— this wicked, throbbing pain behind my eyes like my brain had been tossed around in a blender overnight. I groaned and shifted under the sheets. It wasn’t my room. That much was clear. My eyes cracked open, and the ceiling above me came into view, completely unfamiliar. My mouth tasted like bad decisions and tequila, and I sat up slowly because any faster and my skull might actually implode. I was shirtless, just boxers. Great. This must be one of Knox’s hotels. How I ended up here? I had no idea. I glanced to my left and nearly jumped out of my skin when someone squirmed in the space beside me. Looking closer, I realized it was Gabriel, the last person I’d expect to be here. My best friend, since always. Since matching sup

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