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The exquisite grounds surrounding the lavish estate of Don Rafael Montero were unparalleled in their beauty at any phase of the day, but ever so much more so in the twilight hours when the setting sun bathed the gardens in its rosy glow, causing the immense trees, towering impressively over the lawn, each of their leaves tinged with gold by the dim light, to cast long, soft shadows across the grasses. A small pond was set in the middle of the grounds, surrounded by tall grass, cattails, and beautiful wildflowers. The early evening sun ignited the still waters, making them liquid gold. A tall...
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Gin lay in the middle of the bed in her hotel room. She was flat on her back with her right leg extended toward the edge of the footboard, diagonal from her body, and her other leg bent inward with her foot resting in the hollow behind her right knee. Her left arm was thrown up above her head, which was turned to the left, her chin resting on her shoulder and her thick raven hair falling in loose waves over her pillow. Her other arm was stretched out horizontally and her hand dangled limply over the edge of the mattress. Gin shifted slightly in her sleep and as she did so, her bare shoulder...
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