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I woke up to the smell of bacon filling the entire house. Somehow, I’d managed to fall asleep in the living room. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and slowly sat up, blinking at the clock. It was only about an hour past sunrise, and my bones still felt like liquid.
“Morning,” Caleb’s voice suddenly came, and he appeared in the room with a tray of toast, scrambled eggs, bacon and orange juice. He set it down in front of me, and I stared at him confusedly. “What are you doing?”
“Making you breakfast,” he said. “A bowl of cereal didn’t feel appropriate, especially given the circumstances.”
“Where’s Padma?” I asked. “Or Lily? Where’s everyone?”
“Well, Padma was summoned by Carlos,” he said, “who I believe is furious that she left the house without telling him. Your friend, on the ot
