Lucas The first thing I notice is the warmth. Soft, golden, lazy warmth seeping through the curtains, brushing against my skin, coaxing me out of sleep. For a second, I let it hold me there, suspended in that quiet space between dreaming and waking, because it feels foreign. Unreal. I don’t sleep like this. I don’t sleep deep. My mind doesn’t allow it. Even when my eyes are closed, part of me stays awake. Watching. Listening. My senses never turn off. Every breath, every shift in the air, every faint sound, it all filters through, keeping me alert. It’s not something I can control. It’s survival. But last night… something changed. I slept. Not the restless, half-conscious kind. This was real. Deep, unbroken sleep. The kind where your body sinks and your mind goes quiet. And when I wake up now, blinking into the sunlight spilling through the half-drawn curtains, there’s stillness in my chest. A kind of peace I don’t remember ever feeling before. And then I feel it, why my arm i
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