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... thing—no laughter, no chatter, no Carly yelling over Sam. Just peace.
I threw myself onto the bed and reached for the book on my nightstand. It was Crime and Punishment—dense and the complete opposite of a relaxing read, but an incredible book nonetheless (I was rereading it).
Time passed without me noticing. I got pulled deeper into Raskolnikov's mind, flipping pages with growing focus.
Then, a soft ding broke the silence.
I looked up. The small bell on the wall— ...
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