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... vy, as though a million bricks were pressing down on them. My head throbbed, every beat of my pulse echoing like a hammer against my skull. I couldn’t remember... not properly. Just flashes.
Now, my eyes fluttered open, and a low groan escaped me. I was... somewhere. The air smelled faintly of lavender and wood polish, and the sight before me clawed at something deep in my memor..this was my room. My room back in France. The same one I stayed in with Hazel and her twins
But somet ...
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