Jarek
Me despierto por la maldita alarma y por alguien que está saltando encima de mi, no tengo que ser adivino para saber quien es.
—Jarek levántate, Jarek, Jarek —me giro rápidamente y la tomo de la cintura poniéndola en la cama colocandome yo encima de ella con cuidado de no aplastarla, acerco mi rostro a su oído.
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