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That night I returned to the house after a few drinks at a bar. I went up to my room and lay down.

It had been quite a strange day. Having seen Christina, brought back a lot of memories from the past. Bad and traumatising ones. It reminded me of how much I'd been humiliated and maltreated. Christina had to pay. And if Sawyer was still the same annoying person, she would pay for her own part.

As for Heather, I still had to meet her face to face. I needed to see her. Would she recognise me? Was it risky to tell her who I really was when...