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... with his right hand, as though trying to grasp something. But as the ceiling of the tent came into focus, he came to his senses, pausing for a moment and massaging his temples.
"Was that... just a dream?" he muttered weakly, his brows furrowing slightly.
He scanned his surroundings, relief washing over him when he realized he was still in the tent.
"What a horrible dream..." Leon murmured, shaking his head helplessly.
He had just dreamed of his past with Arshley— ...
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