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Chapter 80 – The Truth

Lila

I woke to the sound of my own breathing. Shallow. Steady. Alive.

The air smelled like rosemary and smoke, the faint tang of antiseptic salve lingering just beneath it. My body was a patchwork of ache and numbness, like someone had stitched me back together with cold thread and firelight.

I d...