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... lding, shattering the silence.
I jolted awake, my body tensing out of pure habit, expecting a kick to the ribs or a bucket of cold water thrown over my head. But nothing came.
Instead, I was greeted by silence.
The air in the room was warm, the bed beneath me still impossibly soft. My fingers curled into the sheets, feeling the unfamiliar comfort. I had slept. Really slept. Probably for the first time in five years.
I stretched my aching limbs, wincing at the ling ...
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