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MORTICIA'S POV

The sun had not risen yet, but the golden rays that passed through the thin window curtains already illuminated the room, casting soft light areas on the wooden floor. I lay in my bed, watching the ceiling and reliving what happened last night.

My fingers lightly touched my lips, st...

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