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... , the only thing Demian hoped for was this that Valerie would open her eyes.
Night crept down slowly, carrying a cold that clung to the castle walls like a long, held breath. Inside the room, time seemed to stop circling only between the steady drip of the IV and Valerie’s fragile breathing.
Demian did not move.
He had taken off his coat and shoes, sitting at the bedside with his back slightly bent, as if moving even an inch too far might shatter something delicate. Candl ...
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