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2024-10-29 19:42:56Maybe it was because I’d gotten so used to sleeping next to him or maybe it was because I went to bed early last night, but either way, I woke up very early the next morning. The sun had risen just enough to give some faint light to my room. I thought about trying to sleep for a few more hours, but I knew it was pointless. I was already awake. Might as well get the day started.
I sighed and threw off the blankets. I shivered slightly in the cool morning air. The room was silent, empty. Despite this room being smaller than Mr. Weston's, it somehow felt twice as big. The walk to the dresser seemed to take an eternity.
As I dug through it, I thought I heard a faint ringing in the distance. I paused. What was that? A phone? Not possible. The only phone in the mansion was the emergency phone, and it only made calls. It didn't receive them. A doorbell? No. In a
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