When consciousness returned, I found myself standing at the instance's exit, back in the real world. But the world had never looked so vivid. Sunlight warmed my skin—a gentle, genuine heat, devoid of the artificial, dreamlike distance I had known before. I drew a deep, clean breath, the air rich with the scent of grass and damp earth, free from the sharp sting of antiseptic.I looked down at my hands. They were healthy—rosy, full of color and life. I curled my fingers into a fist, feeling a solid, familiar strength flow through my palm. I was really healed. This wasn't a dream."Cassidy! My daughter!"A shrill, overwrought cry shattered the moment. My so-called parents rushed toward me, their faces plastered with ecstatic smiles. "I knew my daughter was the best! Thank goodness—you finally made it out!" my mother gushed, before her avarice broke through. "Come home with Mom. Those rewards—"She didn't get to finish. Several officials from the game organization stepped between u
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