Chapter 7 She wasn’t Cinderella

Millie woke up, and she felt everything hurt. Her brain was pulsing against her skull, and her mouth was dry. She blinked at the ceiling. Where the hell was she?

Then it came back. Sort of. Beer. More beer. Aidan Moretti. That kiss—and now this enormous, expensive, completely-not-hers bed.

She sat u...

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