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... was growling, rousing her from her dream.
Sitting up, she found that the man next to her had disappeared.
She sat in the tent, rubbed her eyes, and called, "Thomas Shannon?"
The tent was opened from the outside. Thomas Shannon lifted a flap, creating a gap, and looked down at her. "Awake?"
"Mmm, is breakfast ready?" Sophie lowered the hand that had been rubbing her eyes and sat there blankly.
Thomas Shannon’s eyebrow tips lifted slightly. "I’ve cooked som ...
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