Natasha woke up slowly, the kind of deep, luxurious sleep she hadn’t experienced in over a year. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window. And it felt refreshing. For a few seconds, she lay still, staring at the high ceiling, trying to remember where she was. The bed was too soft. The sheets smelled too clean. The quiet was almost unnatural. She sat up and looked around the master bedroom again. It still took her breath away. The walk-in closet that was filled with new clothes in her exact size was still shocking to her. Her hands ran over the soft sweaters, tailored jeans, elegant dresses, sturdy boots, comfortable slides, and drawers of brand-new underwear and loungewear. The bathroom was a spa: marble tiles, a deep soaking tub, a rainfall shower with multiple heads, and shelves stocked with expensive soaps, lotions, and towels that felt like clouds. It was perfect. She finally had her bath, put on a simple black sweater and gray pants from the closet, and walked in
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