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A thousand thoughts
She knew her mother was a light sleeper, and a single sound could awaken her. She had to be cautious. Her gaze roved around the room, scanning for the hiding spot of the key. Her eyes landed on the bedside table, an ornate wooden piece with a drawer. It was the most plausible place. A thousand thoughts raced through her mind as she reached out to the drawer.
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