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... the quiet of the room, echoing off the walls like an unwelcome intruder.
With a tired groan, Augustine furrowed his brows, blindly reaching for his phone on the bedside table.
His fingers brushed against the cool surface before grasping it, yet he made no move to open his eyes, exhaustion weighing heavily on him.
Still groggy from the exhaustion of the previous day, Augustine barely mustered the energy to lift the phone.
The mere thought of getting up for work fel ...
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