For days after the yacht party I hadn’t seen much of Salsa. I noticed Salsa had withdrawn herself from my chamber, always sending the maids to attend to me. The fact was that Salsa still housed guilt in her heart after I mysteriously survived the sleeping pills she put in my drink.
Seriously, she thought I would query her if I should set my eyes on her; I wished I knew what actually happened to me that night.
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