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... at morning wasn’t the warmth—it was the light. A thin, sliver of sunlight had wormed its way through the barely parted curtains, cutting across my face like a blade made of fire. It wasn’t blinding, not at first. Just enough to stir me. I didn’t open my eyes right away. I drifted, teetering on the edge of consciousness, suspended in that strange limbo where dreams and reality blur into one.
I could feel Jace beside me, his body radiating heat, grounding me. For a moment, it felt peaceful ...
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