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... on the bedside lamp.

Then he saw South Grant with a bewildered expression, poking her head out from under the bed. She seemed to have bumped the back of her head and was now rubbing it with her hand.

Nathan Foster thought of how she had slept at the very edge, and now with a frosty expression, he glanced at her, "Serves you right."

After South Grant climbed back into bed, she was still shaken by the dream she just had.

Damn, Nathan Foster is terrifying!

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