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CHAPTER 118 I Almost Got Him Killed

Zita's POV

My eyes fluttered open, the dim light of the room slowly sharpening as I blinked away the fog in my head. Every limb felt heavy, the dull weakness of a sharp reminder of the moment I had fainted.

I was in my bed. A thick blanket was pulled over me, its warmth sinking deep into my sk...