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SEBASTIAN

I lay there, pretending to be dead asleep, while Natalia struggled to break free from my grasp. As soon as she woke up, she began wrestling with my arms, trying to escape. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the anticipation of what was about to unfold.

The room was gradually illuminated by the soft morning light, casting a warm glow on everything around us. Natalia, still tangled in my embrace, suddenly realized she was trapped and started squirming even more vigorously.

Just as she was about to free herself, I noticed her gaze shifting toward the table stand. In a swift motion, she reached out and grabbed my phone. A mix of curiosity and concern crept over me. What was she going to find?

Her eyes widened in shock as she scrolled through something on the screen. I held my breath, wondering what had caught her attention. But before I could discern what had startled her, she hastily put the phone back on the table, unaware that I was fully awake and watching her every move.

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