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CHAPTER 23: AWAKEN

Penulis: Janice Mark
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-01 23:55:15

KNOX’S POV

The first thing I felt was Pain.

Deep, burning agony radiating from my side like someone had poured acid into my veins.

Then I started becoming more aware of my surroundings…the weight of blankets, the steady beep of machines.

I forced my eyes open. Everything was blurred, like weird shapes without edges.the ceiling and light were so bright they made my head throb.

I blinked once then twice. The world slowly became more focused.

I was in a hospital room. With tubes running from my arms. And wires attached to my chest. An oxygen mask covering my face.

Somehow, I was alive.

I felt someone move by my side. Someone was sitting in the chair beside the bed,with their head bowed, and shoulders curved forward like they’d fallen asleep.

It was a woman with beautiful dark hair spilling forward.

Elara.

Relief crashed through me, almost as painful as the wound. She was here. She was safe.

I tried to speak but the oxygen mask muffled everything. My throat was raw, dry as sandpaper. “
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