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84. The Holy Grail
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2025-07-04 01:11:47Aria stirred awake, blinking against the soft morning light. Her hand reached out instinctively—but the other side of the bed was empty. No sign of Mason.
She sat up slowly, a bit disoriented. She glanced down at herself and noticed that she was fully dressed in a comfortable shirt and shorts, her body clean and free from the stickiness she expected.
“Wait… Did he clean me up and dress me?” she wondered, brows drawing together in surprise.
Her gaze shifted to the bedside table, where a folded note rested.
She reached for it and opened it carefully.
[Sorry, I couldn’t wait for you to wake. Something urgent came up at the Federa
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