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... ng into the scent of fresh lilacs and lavender oils.
The curtains were half drawn, casting soft golden stripes across the bed where she lay, curled up like a porcelain doll. She looked fragile. Too fragile.
He paused, guilt clawing quietly at his chest. He hadn’t been here for her... not really. Not like before... not since... No. He pushed that thought down.
She was facing the wall, her back turned to him. Was she asleep? He couldn’t tell from this spot. "Alia?" he said ...
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