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... ment was always cold. The heating barely worked, and I’d gotten used to waking up shivering under my thin comforter.
But this?
This was soft.
Too soft.
I shifted slightly, sinking deeper into whatever I was lying on. Expensive sheets. The kind that felt like clouds. A mattress that probably cost more than my rent.
My brain was still foggy, half-asleep, trying to piece together,
Wait.
Wait.
My eyes snapped open.
This wasn’t m ...
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