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... side had turned a pale, fish-belly white, and a faint glimmer of dawn shone in through the window.
Sean could faintly make out several distinct red marks on Rory’s clenched palm and wrist.
He had done it.
"I was dreaming... about the past." Sean reached out again. "I’m awake now. Let me see your hand. Listen to me."
His voice was gentle.
Only then was Rory certain that he was truly awake.
But her heart was still pounding from the recent panic.
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