Would Mr. Wright Mind?

Anna's POV:

The bottle made a hollow thud as I flipped it upside down on the table. Empty. The room swayed gently, like I was on a boat at sea rather than in a private dining room.

"Let me get that for you," Seth's voice floated through my alcohol-soaked brain as I fumbled with another bottle, my fi...

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