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Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he gently rubbed his forehead and could not help but laugh.

What was going on?

How could he have such a dream?

Lowering her head, she looked at her son who was curled up at her feet. She got off the bed and placed him on the pillow, allowing his posture to become slightly more comfortable.

Slight Chill sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her son's face