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Chapter VII: Inevitable
Marco twisted and turned on the spacious mattress, throwing away pillows, before pulling another to his chest, shuffling beneath the covers in an effort to get some sleep. His eyes closing and opening without his consent before he groaned to wake up for the third time. Feeling like he hadn’t slept at all despite having gone to bed early.
He knew he didn’t have to be up until eight, but gave up trying to fall asleep at five.
Cursing into the ceiling, he kicked off the duvet and trudged to his washroom.
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