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The hour passed very quickly and for good reason, I fell asleep, fully dressed, wrapped in the duvet. As you can imagine, my dreams were still a reflection of my torments: Damien, Jacky. Jacky, Damien. Which of the two to choose? Rosie took it upon herself. She let me rest while she went about her business. And guess who sleeps next to me? Romeo. I didn’t see that the dog had snuck into my room behind me. Unless Rosie sneaked him in while I was sleeping. Whatever… I’m calmer. The sounds of voices tell me of the presence of two people. Romeo pricks up his ears and jumps off the bed. I open the door slowly. A smell of coffee fills the corridor. I walk along the walls to get closer to the kitchen where the voices come from. I recognize Jacky’s: “Maybe we need to wake her up,” he said. “We
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