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The first light of dawn crept through the curtains, spilling soft gold across the room. I blinked against it, my head still heavy with the remnants of a restless night.
For a moment, I forgot—then I turned, and there he was.
Osric.
Still asleep on the couch, one arm hanging over the edge, the other clutching the blanket I’d thrown over him like it was a lifeline. His hair was a disheveled mess, his face peaceful but marked with exhaustion.
The man who’s stro ...
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