The room was pitch dark, except for the dim light that poured in from the blinds. The fresh snow on the ground outside reflected the street lights and caused an incandescent glow to stream in. I knew it was not yet time to get up, but something stirred deep within me and I knew I had to turn to my prized possession by my pillow. The love of my life needs no introduction to those who know me well, to those who don't, the suspense will probably help put things into perspective.
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