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Chapter 10: Am I Useless?

Dahlia

The pesky sunlight can be felt on my face before I open my eyes. Too bright for a hurting head filled with dreams of men hotter than my husband. And the alcohol? It’s burning in my throat. Like I swallowed a flame… or a cogwheel.

Junie groans and sits up, clutching her head like it betrayed h...