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I woke up in a hazy state, half expecting to still be in the cathedral. But the massive and luxurious room was like a hug when I looked around. Finding my mates sleeping with me in the bed was like a soft kiss, reminding me that I'm safe and very far from that evil cathedral… But Sham wasn't on the bed. I climb from the bed and onto the rug. There's a little chirping sound coming from the window, it sounds so close that I won't be surprised if the bird is at reach. The door opens and Sham walks inside carrying a box. He's wearing a black pajamas and his hair is a beautiful mess. “Good morning baby,” he says, taking my hand and leading me to the sitting area. “Good morning, why are you holding the first aid box?” “The doctor said you should disinfect the cut on your arm every

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