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... just a nightmare.
Like, maybe I fell asleep while reading that god-awful novel and my brain decided to prank me with some ultra-realistic nightmare. Any second now, my alarm would blare, and I'd wake up back in my messy room, still unemployed, still rotting away in front of my screen.
...Right?
I groaned, rubbing my face. My fingers met skin—smooth, delicate, and weirdly refined. No stubble. No roughness. Just... soft.
A creeping sense of dread settled in my stom ...
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