It's her...

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Something very strange happened that morning. Harold woke up to find himself sleeping beside Alicia on the bed. His eyes were as wide as saucers, and he didn't bother to hide the fact that he was surprised.

What happened? How did it happen? Why did it happen? These three questions ran through his head as he looked around the chamber and then at the girl who was still sleeping peacefully in his arms.

The last time he slept peacefully at night was a very long time ago before his supposed curse so how come he had slept off here and woke up very early the next morning without shifting at all throughout the night?