From the look of the sky outside my window and the light emerging and slowly flooding the room, it’s close to dawn. I don’t know how long I slept or when I fell asleep. I remember listening to the deep, soothing tones of Pepa’s voice, trying to stay awake, but my body demanding rest after the trauma it was put through, or maybe it was the familiar
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