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Chapter 8: The Taste Of Something unnamed

作者: Nikkie. L
last update 公開日: 2026-03-26 12:46:31
Elian woke slowly.

Not peacefully—no. There was a strange heaviness in his body, like sleep had held him too tightly and only just let go. His brows drew together as he shifted beneath the covers, the silken sheets cool against his skin.

Something felt… off.

His lips hurt.

He frowned, lifting a hand to touch them gently. A sharp, unfamiliar soreness lingered there, like a bruise that hadn’t fully formed. He pressed lightly, confusion knitting deeper across his face.

“…What?”

It didn’t make sense
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