Chapter 182
Kristen POV

“Wakey wakey.” A splash of colt water hit my face, forcing me to focus. My stomach was rolling, threatening to spill every ounce of food I had digested. Pain ripped through my shoulder and ankles. My head was pounding so bad that I couldn’t understand why Alec would leave me in the fore
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