Chapter 19 Chapter Nineteen - Gabriella

“Expecting company?” he asks with a quirked brow.

“Shit, what time is it?” I ask, leaning over him and checking my phone to see it’s 10 am. “Fuck, not again.”

I leap from my bed with my tattered sweater dress hanging from my body only for my knees to completely give out, but before I can hit the g...

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