2018: CLARAMy eyes slowly opened to the bright morning light streaming through the gaps in my curtains, I blinked away the remnants of sleep, only to find my gaze settling on the alarm clock—its glaring red numbers reading 8:00 AM, a full two hours past the intended 6:00 AM wake-up call. I must have slept through it.“Damn it, I overslept," I groaned.I immediately stood up from my bed, only to be met with a throbbing pain in my head and a wave of nausea.“Dang it, hangovers!!''I forgot the after-effects of one too many drinks. I remembered that I had an important physiology class.I ran to the bathroom, and within a little time I was out.I entered the closet to dress up, where My gaze fell upon my mom's dress from the previous night, triggering a flood of memories.There I was, sharing a conversation with an undeniably attractive man—holding his hand, looking into those pretty blue eyes.Of course, I was familiar with Robins Tyla; his presence at Toppings was well-known, but I had
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