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Chapter 68

Author: Diavola
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-07 14:46:29

LENA'S POV

I blinked at the ceiling.

Familiar.

Wrong.

Warm sheets. Dimmed lights. A faint floral scent clinging to the pillow.

Leo’s mansion.

My body felt stiff but not sore. Just… heavy. Like I’d been filled with cement and left to set.

No sharp pain. No dull aches.

Nothing.

Not even a tickle where the burns should’ve been. I touched my neck, my arm. Smooth bandages. Warm skin. Numb nerves.

So I’d survived that too. The electrocution. The chaos. All of it.

Once again.

But the worst part wasn’t what happened. It was where I woke up.

Here.

Again.

There were bandages on my arms, carefully wrapped. Someone had changed me—my gown wasn’t the one from earlier. This was new. Soft. Clean.

My fingers brushed over my collarbone. The bandage was expertly done.

The door creaked open. I turned toward it, expecting a nurse or maybe one of Leo’s ever-present guards.

But it was Mrs. Thornton.

She carried a tray and a warm smile, but I could see the exhaustion in her eyes.

“Good morning, darling,” she
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