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The Dry Feeling

Blue’s [POV]

My head hurt a lot when I woke up. My stomach was not as sore as it had been, but I could not still move around freely.

The room was pitch-black. But that did not make it hard for me to know where I was. I was back in Querencia, in my bedroom.

"You need to eat something."

I was not even the least surprised to find my husband sitting beside me, rubbing my forehead. I somehow knew he would be here, just like always.

"Ok...," I mumbled as I snuggled up to him.

He used the bell ...

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