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... were quiet, the soft morning light spilling through the glass windows and glinting off the polished floor.
The faint scent of herbs and antiseptic lingered in the air — familiar, sterile, and oddly calming.
When I reached Snow’s room, I turned the handle carefully and stepped inside without making a sound.
She was still fast asleep.
Her long silver hair spilled across the white sheets like moonlight, her breathing calm and steady.
The faint rise and fall ...
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