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... anket bunched beneath her shoulder, back pressed to the cold wall, muscles tight from days of constant movement. Everything felt too quiet. Too warm. Too close.
Lucas lay across the room, sprawled sideways on the cot like he’d been poured there, breathing even and slow.
But Ava knew him.
And this? This was not sleep.
He hadn’t twitched once. No real movement, no subconscious shifts. His body was relaxed, but not sunk. His fingers curled just enough for control, no ...
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