Kael’s pov Hours passed while I held her, her eyes opened slowly, unfocused and hazy at first, then sharpening as her memory returned and she remembered where she was. “Kael?” Her voice was rough from sleep. “I’m here.” I kept my voice soft, not wanting to startle her. She blinked a few times, then pushed herself up. “I should wash up,” she murmured, still sounding half-dazed. I watched her slip into the bathroom, the sound of running water filling the quiet room. For a long while, I stayed still, listening to the steady rhythm of the shower and the occasional soft thud of movement inside. When she finally emerged, steam curling around her, she moved toward the wardrobe to find something to wear. She hesitated, her hand on the handle, and then pulled the door open. She blinked several times, her gaze traveling around the room and taking in the changes. “Why are my clothes different?” “I had them replaced while you slept.” I said unapologetically. “Without asking me?” There wa
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