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... n this time.
He didn't open his eyes immediately but perked up his ears to listen first.
Good, no noise from that girl.
He breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and got up.
Streaks of morning light streamed through the window, laying across the floor in front of his bed.
It was still the quaint room he had arrived in upon his rebirth, only, since that night she left, he had been living there alone for three days.
Such a big bed for just one p ...
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