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open two feet from where he lay. Even now, with everything unraveling around him, his eyes stayed shut.
Grace crossed the room and touched his cheek. His skin was cool and faintly damp. Ethan, she said. Wake up.
His eyelids fluttered but did not open. She leaned closer. His lips were dry, sweat glistened at his temples, and his fingers twitched once continue reading …
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