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... ence. Isabella blinked her sleepy eyes open, her throat feeling dry like sandpaper. She reached out for her water bottle by the side table but it was empty. With a small groan, she sat up and slowly got out of bed.
Her arms were healing, but she still moved a little stiffly, walking like a tired little penguin wobbling across the floor. "Ugh, why is the kitchen so far..." she mumbled to herself, dragging her feet sleepily.
She was wearing her favorite comfy night set—an oversized ...
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