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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY -EIGHT

Author: Iris Brown
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-29 23:34:59

Lyla’s POV

The first thing I felt was the ache. Not sharp, not unbearable, but deep, lodged in my bones like a reminder of everything I had survived. My eyelids fluttered open, assaulted by a pale wash of morning light filtering through the curtains. For a moment I lay still, disoriented, the ceiling above me unfamiliar yet hauntingly safe.

The guest room smelled faintly of antiseptic, proof that Mrs. Wilkens had left her touch on the place before retreating for the night. The IV drip was gone, replaced by a dull soreness in my arm where the needle had been. My body felt heavy, weak, but no longer on the brink of collapse.

The bigger ache wasn’t physical. It was the emptiness at my side.

Emilio had been there when I fell asleep — his shoulder had been the last thing I clung to before darkness pulled me under. Now the chair was empty, the blanket folded neatly where he must have draped it over me during the night. My throat tightened, though I couldn’t explain why. Maybe because hi
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