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The room was filled with the soothing sounds of birds chirping, and the morning sunlight cast gentle rays through the window, gradually illuminating the space. In the center of the queen-sized bed, a figure lay still, eyes twitching in an attempt to ward off the unwelcome brightness. However, the persistent light refused to let her return to the peaceful realms of sleep.

As the morning continued to assert itself, the harmonious sounds of chirping birds merged with the gentle hum of crickets, but a distinct set of moans pierced through the tranquility.

Cherry's eyelids fluttered open, reluctantly drawn from slumber. She glanced at the window, realizing that the day was breaking. She stretched luxuriously in the bed, feeling the softness of the sheets beneath her.

Yet, the persisting sounds of moans drew her attention. Curiosity piqued, she inched her way down the bed and there found her twin, Ixora, writhing on the tiled floor. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and her arms clutched at her