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... at fit the morning.
It began right after Maya let them go. Well—dropped them more like it. Their backs hit the floor hard after dangling three feet in the air for what felt like a lifetime.
But it wasn’t over. Not even close.
At 5:00 a.m. sharp, they were dragged out of bed like possessed gym recruits.
"Up, up, up! Get your mortal butts moving!" Maya barked, now dressed in what could only be described as a demonic fusion of a drill sergeant and a ...
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