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... g fresh, free from the exhaustion of last night’s intense studies and research.
Still a bit groggy, his fingers lazily fumbled for his phone resting on the bedside table. As he tilted the screen toward himself to check the time, his half-lidded eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the date displayed.
His brain stalled.
A second later, his drowsiness evaporated like mist under the sun.
He shot up from the bed like a spring-loaded toy, blinking furiously, wiping at ...
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