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... ried to steady his breathing. ’Am I... back?’
He blinked a few times, his surroundings coming into sharper focus. The lavish room was exactly as he’d left it—ornate furniture, blue glowing butterflies drifting lazily through the air, and that faint, floral scent that felt entirely out of place.
’It wasn’t a dream,’ Aden realized, dread creeping over him like a cold wave.
His heart raced, and panic clawed at the edges of his mind, but he clenched his fists and forced himse ...
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