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... not from fatigue, but from something deeper, something buzzing under his skin.
It was six a.m. The air in the room was still, almost sacred. No alarm. No shouting. Just the faint hum of a new day and the softest aroma drifting through the air.
Eggs... cheese... something warm.
He blinked, confused.
It took him a few seconds to register the scent. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
His footsteps were quiet ...
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