NOORAIN’S POV:-
The morning found me before I found myself. A thin blade of sunlight slipped through the curtains, warm, touching my face like it had every right to wake me up.
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[14] ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ
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NOORAIN’S POV:-
The morning found me before I found myself. A thin blade of sunlight slipped through the curtains, warm, touching my face like it had every right to wake me up.
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