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... ive-star hotels, but it still smelled like antiseptic and regret.
Damien woke up feeling like his brain had been removed, put in a blender, and then shoved back into his skull sideways. The neurotoxin had left him with a migraine that made his usual chronic pain feel like a gentle tickle.
He groaned, trying to sit up.
"Don’t," a voice commanded from the chair beside the bed.
Aria was sitting there, her legs tucked under her, reading a medical journal she had clear ...
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