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... s in soft golden streams, painting the room in warm, gentle colors.
I shift slightly, a soft smile spreading across my lips before I even open my eyes.
Slowly, lazily, I blink awake. The room glows around me—shimmering gold in the warm sunlight, peaceful and quiet. Last night with Angel comes back in fragments.
The laughter. The talking. The way his eyes finally stopped being sad.
It was good. It was peaceful.
My mind feels different this morning.
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