Let him think he won.

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Zoella Next Morning Sunlight punched through the curtains dragging me out of my sleepy haze. My head was pounding. It felt like I had been run over by a truck and abandoned by the side of the road. The pounding wasn't just physical, it was emotional too. I winced, dragging the sheets tighter around my body and over my face as I stirred on the king-sized bed. The first thing I noticed besides the pounding in my head was that I was alone. The second? I was very naked beneath the covers. My heart skidded in my chest as I lifted the blanket slowly and peeked down at my naked frame. Did we…? Did I? I sat up slowly, like my skull might fall off if I moved too fast, and took stock of the room. My dress from the night before was folded neatly on the armchair, like someone had care

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