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Xander helps me in getting Kim to the guest room. I tried to stop him, but he wasn’t hearing my protests. As soon as he placed her on the bed, I kicked him out and turned the key. After removing her shoes, I tuck Kim in and cover her with a sheet. She’s mumbling something that sounds like Ode to Joy by the time I shimmy out of my uniform and bra. I remain in boy shorts and my sleeveless T-shirt. I lie next to Kim. Exhaustion rears on my nerves endings, but for the life of me, I can’t fall asleep. The bed is comfy and the pillow seems to be filled with feathers. The guest room is as sterile as a hotel room. All white and prim with nothing personal in sight. As I stare at the ceiling, all I keep thinking about is the chaos that happened today. Dr Khan then Silver then Jonathan King. Aiden had to be the cherry on top by deciding to be a jerk. I didn’t miss how he stood by the side of the door while I kicked Xander out. I puff a frustrated breath and screw my lids shut. Half an hour later,