1st October 2022.
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I woke up feeling extremely relaxed and for some weird reason, exposed.
Lifting the blanket above me, I am met with the sight of me, in a bathrobe.
Getting up from the bed, I stretch myself as much as possible, feeling all my muscles relax.
I am craving strawberries right now.
I walk over to the full length mirror in the corner, beside the double door entrance to my room, trying to remember why I had slept in a bathrobe.
Weird AF.
My eyes zeroed on my collar bone which was exposed since the robe had fallen off my shoulder.
A big ass fucking hickey, dark red in colour sat on it like a queen on a throne.
Fuck.
I remember Robert giving me a hickey, but it wasn't this big.
It was before the event, and I had it covered with makeup.
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Regina In Love
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