The nausea

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Luna I felt sick. I lay on the bed, staring at the window from where the bright rays of the sun drifted into the room, a song playing in the background over the speakers, as Titan lay beside me, napping peacefully. Titan had become more attached to me than he was ever before. He followed me everywhere I went, slept in between me and Samuel like a baby, cuddled me with each chance we found, and guarded me more than he ever did, as though I was his favorite toy. The sound of water draining stopped, following the sound of footsteps, and the bathroom door opened. Samuel came out of his shower, his lower body clad in a fluffy white towel, water droplets dripping down his straight brown hair, his skin glistening with moisture, his worried eyes taking me in. " Are you sure you are really

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