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Ronnie’s POV
The first thing I felt when I stirred awake was warmth, the kind that came not from the dying fire but from the weight of dawn spilling through tall windows. My blanket had twisted itself around me, the rug beneath me sore against my back. Every muscle in my body ached from the hardnes...
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