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I feel the warmth of sunlight on one of my backs. Eliza's. The male bodies are all still sound asleep back in their dorm. I turn to see Myfanwy sitting by the open window in her pyjamas.
She looks at me and smiles. Eliza's heart beats just that little bit faster.
"You opened the window?" I ask.
"Just this morning," she admits.
"It's the middle of winter," I say.
"Tell that to the sun," she replies, looking back out the window.
She's right. It doesn't feel cold at all. I sit next to her and we watch the sunrise together.