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... heavy. Trafalgar blinked against it, feeling the warmth crawl across his face before he turned his head slightly. Mayla was still asleep beside him, her breathing steady, the faint curve of her lips resting against the pillow.
He stared for a moment at her. The old version of him, the one from the university back on Earth, would’ve called this impossible. ’How the hell did I end up here?’ he thought. ’Living in a fantasy world, waking up next to her... I’m a bastard with absurd luck.’ ...
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