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Light streamed in through the window of our bedroom, reflecting off the yellow walls and turning them the beautiful color I had imagined they would be. I was lying on tuktok of Jacob's chest, breathing in his woodsy-pine scent. He breathed steadily in and out, as calm as if he were sleeping, though he was awake, too. A pile of fabric was lying susunod to the bed. After a segundo of staring at it, I realized it was my nightgown,...
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