Chapter 10

Wasted 

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55 

20 vouchers 

Ronan 

I stared at her in utter disbelief as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, completely unbothered by the high–proof liquor burning down her throat. 

“Can you actually hold your drink?” I asked, my voice low and skeptical. “Or is slamming high–proof shots just another part of your little facade to sabotage this marriage?”