Chapter Forty

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Chapter Forty The small scrap of pale pink fabric was her panties, the ones she had put on the other night. She used the pen to pick them up, frowning at the panties. Why were her panties in Sam’s room? She thought about the dream she’d had about him. Had the dream really happened? Had she had s*x with her roommate and didn’t remember it? No, he wouldn’t do that to her. They were close and his flirting was just gentle teasing. She sat down on his bed as a new wave of hurt and betrayal flashed through her. It was her own emotions this time. Abby looked at the pink fabric, she didn’t want it to be true. Sam was her friend, he wouldn’t do that to her. Would he? It had felt so real and she was so shocked when she had woken up alone. If it hadn’t been real, was her roommate human? If he wa

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