Shooting

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Vanora Campbell I woke up feeling like I had been hit by a truck. My head pounded, my body ached, and every muscle felt weighed down as if someone had dropped a log of wood on me. I groaned and tried to sit up. What the f**k happened yesterday? My eyes darted around the unfamiliar room. That was when I realized—this wasn’t my bedroom. Panic crawled up my spine. One minute, I was at the party, and the next… I was here. Oh, f**k. The party. I remembered Alec handing me something, then… I went searching for Zavi and found him with that girl—hitting it off so well. After that? Blank. How the hell did I get here? I threw the duvet off and checked myself. My dress was still on, untouched. Nothing unusual. A breath of relief escaped me. Fine. I’d just step out and ask whoever put me

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