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CHAPTER 35: Blurred Edges, Teasing Moments

The whiteness pierced first. Then came the sterile scent—antiseptic and cold. Lucia's lashes trembled against the sharp lighting as she tried to peel open her eyes. Everything felt heavy. Her throat was dry, her body sore, her mind disoriented.

"Mia..." she croaked, barely more than a whisper.

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