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... shot out, slapping blindly at the snooze button until the noise finally died with a pathetic click. He flopped back onto his pillow with a groan, the dull throb of a headache already starting behind his eyes.
I barely slept.
The alarm stabbed the quiet and Zane fumbled a hand out from under the tangled sheets to slap it off. For a second he lay there, eyes open, the ceiling a blank pale that blurred the edges of the room. He could feel the day waiting like an expectant thing—resu ...
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