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CHAPTER 28- AN UNEXPECTED GUEST

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The morning light filtered into the mansion like a soft whisper, brushing against the curtains and spilling gold across the marble floors. The scent of fresh bread and coffee drifted upstairs, coaxing Amira out of the cocoon of sleep she had only slipped into after dawn.

Her body stirred reluctantly. Every muscle ached, and her wrists still burned where the ropes had cut deep, though they were carefully bandaged now. For a moment she lay still, her lashes resting against her cheeks, and listened.

The silence of the house felt… deceptive. Safe on the surface, but underneath it, there was the knowledge that last night’s blood still stained the world just beyond these walls.

Slowly, she pushed herself upright. Her reflection in the mirror caught her—hair tangled, eyes swollen from tears, bruises smudging her delicate skin. She barely recognized herself.

You survived. That’s all that matters, she told herself. But the
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