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Amara's pov.

I lay in bed for a good amount of time after I woke up. My fingers stroked my puppy while I stared at the ceiling of my actual bedroom in total confusion.

I sat up, my eyes wandering around while blinking in disbelief, am I dreaming?

I was in my bedroom with my puppy by my side.

All events of the previous days from the disastrous ceremony with Terren to seeing Orian's true colors to our wonderful night in the forest before I blacked out suddenly seemed unreal.

It all felt like a nightmare, a mere disastrous dream that was filled with the most erotic and unfortunate of events.

The light streaming through the slightly parted curtains indicated that it was dawn and my eyes went to the spot on the floor where I usually dumped my dancing shoes, they were there. One was placed above the other exactly like I always kept them.

I grabbed the pillow and screamed into it not wanting to wake the rest of the household or disturb them if they were already awake.