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... to sleep like it was oxygen, and she made it her personal mission to ruin that for me.
I was out cold, wrapped in blankets and dreams, when something soft poked against my cheek. Once. Twice. Then again, in an irritatingly steady rhythm.
I groaned, face buried deeper into the pillow.
That only made her double down. Poke. Poke. Poke.
"Val..." My voice was gravel, my brain still clinging to the idea that I could win this battle. "I’ll get up. Just give me a sec." < ...
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