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... old, I remembered closing the windows just to make sure I didn’t freeze to death in my sleep. But the closed windows and duvet simply weren’t enough to make me feel this amount of comfort.
It took a second for me to realize what it was. An arm was draped around my waist, pulling me close against something firm and warm. My breath caught in my throat. Slowly, I turned my head, and my heart nearly stopped.
Riccardo.
He was lying right beside me, his chest rising and falling ...
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