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In the middle of night, the moon peers in through the foggy window. Laughter peals from outside. I peek outside and see stable hands chattering by the horses. The glass won’t budge. I stand and try the doorknob again. Locked. Did Adom creep in while I was sleeping? Or did Raina lock it? I can’t do much now. I resettle into the warm blankets, inhaling the scent of lavender soap in my hair and amber incense from the room next door. He’ll return soon.
Morning comes. I open my eyes and stretch my back. It makes popping sounds in a million different places. I feel like I slept three nights in a row, and if I’m honest I could probably sleep another two nights in this bed without complaint. Groaning, I roll over. Adom sits sideways on the bed. In his hands, he holds Fifi. Immediately awak
