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Chapter 113

DYER

The sound of birds chirping close to my room window, disturbs my sleep. I sit up on the bed and blink severally to adjust my blurry vision.

“Why does it feel like I've been sleeping for months?” I mutter to myself.

My head feels heavy and I can't remember what happened before I slept.

It's like the after effects of a bad hangover, but I know for certain that I didn't drink, I hardly drink, on seldom occasions where I do, I don't get drunk to the point of waking up with a ...

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