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... r, painting everything in a golden hue.
I stirred awake first, my body heavy but not weary, my lips instantly curled up as I looked down at the woman nestled against me.
Isabella was still curled against my chest, her legs tangled with mine, her arms clinging stubbornly around my waist like she never wanted to let go.
"Mmnnnhhh... Aestrea..." she mumbled, her voice groggy but spoiled, muffled against my skin. Her emerald eyes peeked open faintly, still hazy from sleep, he ...
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