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... ice would work perfectly—if Nala agreed. I’d thought about asking her yesterday, but she was already asleep when I got back, and I didn’t want to wake her just for that. Not fair.
I groaned as the first weak rays of sunlight slipped through the curtains—muted, gray light filtering through the dark clouds. At least the storm had calmed. No rain, just a lazy, drifting snow outside.
"Morning," Nala muttered, rolling toward me, voice thick with sleep. Her hair was a mess, eyes half-o ...
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