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... ed bedsheets—a testament to the intense activity of the previous night.
The room still held the faint, musky scent of sweat and the lingering, metallic aroma of blood, a combination that threatened to reawaken my dormant hunger.
'Sigh.'
I gazed at the ceiling, my expression blank but my mind racing.
The previous night had been more than just a release; it was a rare moment of peace.
'This life... I finally realize just how much it means to me,' I thought, ...
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