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This is not right!
Frostine I woke up because of a chill that skated down my arm, followed by a warm touch on my cheek. My eyes fluttered open and I saw him standing there. He smelled of the outdoors, forest and snow. I blinked my eyes, remembering last night when he had stood up to take me to his bed from the chair we were sitting in. That big and soft looking bed, that for a moment in my sleepy mind I hadn’t objected. But just as he had started to lay me down, I had come to my senses as the veil of whatever this thing was between us had lifted and I had objected. And it had taken so much effort to deter him but finally he had allowed me to sleep on the chaise by the fire. Going to my room, that is to Rahat’s room, wasn’t even allowed as a suggestion. The first time I had suggested, he had been so furious
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