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... When she woke up, it was just dawning.
The curtains were pulled open, and the morning breeze, carrying a hint of moisture, blew in. The sunrise was half-visible, casting an indistinct and hazy light.
She stretched lazily in the quilt, feeling the smooth fabric against her skin, and only then did she realize something was off.
She felt around and discovered she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing...
Her last memory was of herself furiously cursing Edward Stephens ...
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