THE GRIM

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ALICE POV As the sun dipped below the horizon, a warm pink-orange glow bathed the forest in a soft, ethereal light, casting long shadows across the tranquil landscape and silhouetting the trees against the vibrant hues of the setting sun, their dark outlines stark against the backdrop of rosy-golden skies, while the surface of the lake shimmered like liquid gold, reflecting the breathtaking canvas of colours painted by the descending sun, as hues of pink and orange danced across its rippling waters. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, mingling with the faint scent of lavender from the nearby vase of flowers. I found myself relaxed, the cozy vibes and the first damn coffee in a week were lighting up my mood. Resting the cup on the small glass table between our two arm

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