Ella I awoke to the soft, early morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. I always found it funny how everything seemed so terrifying in the middle of the night, and so insignificant once the morning rays of sun began to break across the horizon. As I stirred, I realized I was still in Logan’s arms, his steady breathing and the gentle rise and fall of his chest against my back. A sense of comfort and safety washed over me, and I couldn&rsquo
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