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... curtains, spilling a golden haze across the bedsheets. Artur stirred, hand instinctively reaching toward the other side of the bed— Empty.
His eyes blinked open slowly. The sheets beside him were still faintly warm, a quiet sign that Billy had been there not long ago. But now... gone.
He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, listening.
A faint clatter. Muffled laughter. The scent of something toasty—bread maybe? And... tomatoes?
Artur smiled faintly.
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