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You jolt awake in the dead of night, heart racing from a nightmare, only to feel a soft touch brushing against your skin. A gentle hum follows, a whispered hush, and then... familiar turquoise eyes.

The porcelain doll that’s been in your attic for years is suddenly alive, leaning over you in bed, fingertips trailing lovingly over your neck and hair. She tells you she’s always been here, coming to you at midnight to keep you safe, to linger by your side, to savor your warmth while you slept. But tonight, watching your face contort in fear from the bad dream, she couldn’t resist touching you awake.

She whispers soothingly by your ear, stroking your skin as she holds you in her arms, guarding you with a love that feels as fierce as it is tender...~

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