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Aurora quietly stood up, grabbing a change of clothes before slipping into the washroom. When she came out, she avoided Rowan's gaze completely. Instead, she opened the cupboard, pulled out a spare blanket, and began spreading it on the floor beside the bed. Rowan watched her silently for a moment, then rose to his feet. His voice was calm, low, but firm. "On one condition," he said, stepping toward her. She paused, glancing up warily. "What?" "Wherever we are... we sleep together," he said simply. "On the bed, on the floor, doesn't matter. But together." Before she could respond, he gently reached for her sleeve and tugged her to her feet. "I won't hurt you, Aurora. I told you-I'll wait. But I'm not letting you sleep on the floor like you're unwanted."
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