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• The bright sun that swept through the room was the kind of sun that rose between morning and noon. It was hot but breezy. The curtains softly blew, gently brushing across his skin.
• Ella watched as he groaned and turned, gaining consciousness. She swallowed, already spent from crying to herself in the bathroom. As she sat on the couch across the room, she felt nothing.
• Chase opened his eyes, feeling groggy and disoriented. The sunlight streaming through the curtains felt too bright and too intrusive. He blinked slowly, his head pounding with the dull ache of interrupted sleep.