Chapter 58
The next day no one bothered her. It was wonderful. She had a class of course and hauled herself out of bed for that, but when she was finished she skipped her exercise routine and went straight back to bed. She imagined herself, after she woke later, snoring happily and contentedly. The only downside was when she first woke up her breath reeked from the wine. She considered just going back to sleep as the day rolled on but pictured the statuesque Forsythe looming over her later, a condemning silence descending around her as he got ready to filet her and cook her for missing his event. It was either that or he would just stand there sad and quiet and sort of hunched over, giving her side-long glances that communicated sorrow. Reluctantly she logged on and made her way through the empty fl
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