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CHAPTER 11 I'M Not Done With You.

ELIZABETH POV

The pounding in my head felt like a punishment.

Like karma with steel boots.

I groaned and rolled onto my side, pressing my palm against my forehead. My mouth was dry, my stomach queasy, and everything smelled like regret. Regret... and perfume.

My dress was still on. My shoe...