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51. The Cold Awakening
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2026-09-08 00:08:17Rosalie’s POV
The first gray, fractured shards of dawn were just beginning to pierce through the heavy velvet curtains of the master suite when consciousness slowly pulled me from the dark.I braced myself before my eyes even opened, my mind instantly preparing for the brutal, agonizing stiffness of a night spent on polished obsidian. But as the fog of sleep cleared, a strange, jarring realization made my thoughts stall.I wasn’t freezing.In fact, a deep, heavy warmth was
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