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... nd made Roger open his eyes.
Outside the window, a vine stretched out its tender branches. At the tip of the branch, a small bird with red-feathered crest tilted its head, curiously observing the chaos on the bed.
Roger carefully withdrew the arm that Goway had been resting on and slowly sat up. He grabbed a soft blanket and draped it over Hathaway’s bare body.
"What utter nonsense."
He muttered casually, recalling the events of the previous night. Even someone as ...
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