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... rowed deeper into her pillow, chasing the last traces of a pleasant dream. She yawned, stretching languidly beneath the warm duvet. But something was different this morning. The pillow... it smelled distinctly, wonderfully, of Ryan. Of his familiar scent of sandalwood, old books, and the faint, crisp aroma of the outdoors.
"Am I missing him that much that I smell him every now and then?" she mumbled into the plush fabric, her eyes still closed. It had been weeks since she’d last seen him ...
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