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The morning sun spilled through the cabin window, bright and warm—like it was mocking him.
Silas's eyes shot open.
His face froze.
The first thing he saw was Mateo.
Sleeping.
Right next to him.
On the same floor.
His breath hitched. His lashes blinked twice like maybe it was a dream—but n...
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