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I tossed and turned, my sheets tangling around my legs as sleep eluded me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him - tall, imposing, and impossibly alluring. Grim. The Reaper. The bane of my logical existence.
"This is ridiculous," I muttered, punching my pillow. "He's Death incarnate, for crying out loud."
They say opposites attract, but this is taking it to a whole new level. I'm a mortician who's given up on love, and he's the embodiment of Death who's never experienced it. Talk about a workplace romance gone wrong. Or is it right? I'm still figuring that out...
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