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... d day. Days were long, and nights were short - even when I struggled to sleep, the comfort of unchecked solitary dread was more appealing than masked fear in public.
The first thing I noticed after waking up was a scent - something flowery, but not overtly so. It wasn’t perfume. There was something natural and genuine about it, as if I woke up on a bed of flowers.
When I shook my head, stretched, and sat up, I knew why. A single, large white lily lay on the console table at the f ...
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