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2026-09-17 07:26:25Rachel POV
The bed was warm beneath me, soft and unfamiliar after everything. I was back at the Montrel manor, in the medical wing, lying in a private room with Leo and Matteo, Thalia, and Scout.I didn't remember arriving. I must have fallen asleep somewhere between the chaos and here. Now there was a bandage wrapped around my ribs and a dull sting radiating from my hands. The pain was distant, like it belonged to someone else.I blinked, forcing myself to focus on
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