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... snapped open, adjusting to the soft glow of morning light filtering through the cracks of the hut.
Oliver was already sitting upright, clutching a stick like a makeshift weapon, eyes wide in sheer terror.
"What in the world are you screaming about this early—" she began, pushing herself up to sit.
Her breasts bounced with the motion, but Oliver wasn’t in any state to notice. He just pointed toward the doorway, his hand trembling.
"L-Look!"
Isolde followed ...
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