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... through the windows. I half-expected silence, the others still asleep after the long day before. But instead—
The scent of something warm, familiar.
I barely had time to process before—
"Where were you?"
Sienna's voice cut through the quiet.
I looked up to find her standing in the kitchen, arms crossed, worry creased between her brows. A mug of tea rested in her hand, steam curling into the air.
Behind her, Camille stretched lazily on the couch, ba ...
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