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022.

작가: Cersei L.
last update 게시일: 2026-08-13 16:31:35

Lily's POV.

When I woke up, I found myself in bed with no idea of how I'd gotten there.

For a second I just lay there, disoriented, staring at the ceiling and trying to piece together the last clear thing I remembered — the dining table, the stack of medical forms, Diego's voice reading dates out loud somewhere past midnight.

Nothing after that. Just warmth, a low rumble of a laugh I might have imagined, the ghost feeling of being held.

I sat up too fast, and the blanket — which was tucked with
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