His Eyes—He Can't See?!(Maren's POV)

The double bed was made up in pale grey, and I stopped dead where I stood.

Standing in the doorway with my canvas bag in my arms, I froze.

I hadn't noticed before. Only now did it register: Grandpa Edmund had told us to stay the night, and had arranged a single room for us...

"I'll take the sofa,...

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