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The Wrinkle in the Sheets

The knock came again, firm but polite, shattering the tangled web of Finn’s spiraling thoughts. He shot a panicked glance at the door, then down at himself—bare chest, paint-streaked forearms, and rumpled sheets barely covering his lower half.

“Who is it?” he called, his voice cracking midway throu...

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