Cleansing for her

After a few more drinks, Shallow started slurring again.

He rambled about dominance, power, some political nonsense he didn’t understand—but his words had started to drip off his tongue like sour wine. Unfocused. Sloppy.

He was drunk.

Again.

Good.

I leaned back in my seat, swirling the last of my wh...

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