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Chapter 108 : Privacy
Laurel was rarely visited by nightmares in recent weeks. When the sense of security was as great as one provided by the people she was surrounded by, those were the things that didn't haunt Laurel anymore. However, such plagues were not entirely avoidable. For instance, the night was full of whimpers that Laurel herself didn't have control over. It was like her mind was being troubled and her body was reacting strongly to it. In the middle of the night, Laurel woke up with a start. Her forehead was beaded with sweat, her eyes were moist while her lips were trembling. Unsurprisingly, Laurel acted as if it was a daily occurance and directly went to wash up a bit before falling back asleep. This time she put on a light music to help with the nightmares. Each time the nightmare was the s
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