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- I woke up in the middle of the night as a brush of cold air washed over me. The window clattered and clanked, the wooden shutters batting against the inside. They'd frozen shut in the middle of the winter, something I'd been pleased about, but it looked like ice had thawed and the wind had battered it open once more. I made to sit up and close it.
- A hand pushed me back down.
- "You didn't sense me this time," Blake teased, "nor did you call me out."
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