Diana’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the silence. Thick, unnerving, unbroken. I opened my eyes slowly, my head heavy and fuzzy, and blinked against the soft, golden light spilling from hidden lamps. The room was quiet, almost pristine, too perfect. A faint scent of lavender clung to the air, mixed with the subtle tang of antiseptic.I tried to sit up, wincing as a dull ache ran through my belly. My hands instinctively went to it, cradling the invisible weight of the twins, and I shivered. They were safe, for now, but everything else wasn’t. Not this room, not the people around me, not even Lucas.“Where… am I?” I murmured, my voice hoarse.No answer. Only the whisper of air through hidden vents, the soft hum of some unknown machinery. My pulse picked up, a rapid tattoo that reminded me how alive I was, and how vulnerable.I forced my body upright, scanning the room. It looked almost like a suite in a luxury hotel: muted grey walls, polished hardwood floors, a large bed with immac
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