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... coldness in my bed before. But it seems like there is always a first for everything. Even feeling cold in your bed.
I slowly stir awake because of the lack of warmth engulfing me the whole night. My arm instinctively shoots out and searches for the source of the warmth but there is none. I open my eyes, squinting against the morning light streaming into the room through the tinted window.
Kian is gone.
I am never fond of realizations or reality checks because they always ...
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