Even though it felt like she closed her eyes, morning was already there. Of course, she did not experience a proper night sleep; it was more like a nap.Not too long eitherAria found herself lying in a bed that was not hers, surrounded by silk, and expensive silk, no less, with bedclothes and pillows that had a subtle scent of lavender. Above her was a tall ceiling, white with a gold border around the edges. The sun streaming through the curtains was gentle, as if it were afraid of disturbing her.Per luogo per momento, aveva dimenticato dove si trovava.And then it all came back.The hospital.Cole.“The Battle of Damian.”The black car.The photo.Her chest constricted.She sat up slowly, pulling the blanket around her like a shield. The room was beautiful in a way that made her uncomfortable. Everything was too neat. Too expensive. Too controlled.This was Richard’s house.She swung her legs off the side of the bed and stood up, moving quietly across the thick carpet. The door swu
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