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... he light slipping through the classroom windows.
It was the weight.
Something warm was pressed firmly against my chest, breathing slow and steady, fingers tangled in my shirt like I had turned from a human into an actual pillow.
...Right.
Evelina.
At some point during the night, she’d completely abandoned the idea of "sharing space" and instead decided I was furniture.
One leg was hooked over mine, effectively locking me in place, while both arms w ...
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