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I woke up covered in sweat. The sheet underneath me was damp and my throat was dry. I hadn’t had such a vivid nightmare in weeks, but I struggled to distinguish reality from my dream when I opened my eyes.

Harry lay sleeping peacefully beside me. Usually we were a mess of tangled limbs, always craving each other’s touch, even in sleep. Tonight, the mental distance became tangible and we lay on opposite sides of the king size bed. The space between us was colossal and guilt burned inside me, threatening to engulf me.

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