Chapter 211 Old Habits Die Hard

Emma's POV

Sunlight slashed across my face, yanking me from slumber. I groaned, still bone-tired, and rolled over to bury my face in the pillow. The movement sent a ripple of soreness through my entire body.

"Blake, I hurt. Can you rub my shoulders?" I mumbled automatically.

Silence answered me.

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