Chapter 81 The Dreaming Ground

Sable's POV

When I woke up and the room was soft and golden, sunlight pouring through gauzy curtains. I could smell coffee, faint jasmine, and the ocean. The breeze that drifted through the open window carried salt and warmth.

I sat up, blinking. I was in bed. My bed. Except it wasn’t.

The sheets...

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