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... her under. The cleaning, the arranging, the quiet movements around her parents’ house and her own had drained her more than she realized.
The bed welcomed her like an old friend, soft, familiar, wrapping her in the kind of comfort that makes time dissolve. She slipped so easily into sleep that she didn’t even notice she had skipped dinner.
But what woke her was not hunger.
It was heat. A different kind of heat.
The dream lingered, vivid and relentless, clinging to ...
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