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... s she wasn’t used to.
The mattress cradled her body, not like the mattress at their boiling egg of a house.
For the first time in ages, her muscles didn’t ache. The silence around her was comforting.
She rolled over with a faint, sleepy smile, instinctively reaching for the warmth that should’ve been beside her.
"Nash..."
But the bed was empty.
Her hand brushed cool sheets. Her eyes blinked open.
Right... She was alone. He had only loaned h ...
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