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Chapter Twelve: Light
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2021-02-11 18:50:55Lyanna Stuart
Arthur and I shared the same umbrella on the way back to my house. My umbrella was quite small so we cramped up under it. Eventually, Arthur wrapped his arms around my shoulder pulling me in closer as he stated, "You're getting wet, come closer."
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