Larry's povI woke up slowly and was relieved to find that the oppressive, suffocating fire that had ruled my body for hours finally reduced to a low, simmering ache.I was still completely buried under a heavy mountain of Rowan’s clothes, thick jackets, heavy knit sweaters, and oversized shirts that smelled intensely of pine, rain, and fresh earth. My body felt incredibly light yet profoundly exhausted, and wrapped securely inside the subconscious nest I had built for whatever strange reason.But as the fog in my mind began to lift, I realized something else was entirely different.My senses felt sharper, and almost painfully acute. I could hear the faint, rhythmic dripping of a faucet somewhere down the long hallway, and I could distinctly track the heavy, slow thud of Rowan's heartbeat right beside me.Even the ambient rustle of the leaves outside the window sounded loud, vibrating clearly against my eardrums and it all felt very strange and shocking to me.What was happening?!I s
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