I woke up to someone shaking my foot.“Get up.”I groaned, every muscle in my body screaming in protest. My ribs were on fire, my face felt swollen, and when I tried to open my left eye, it wouldn’t budge.“I said get up, Elysia. You’re not dying on my watch.”I forced my good eye open. Mira stood over me, her face pale, her hands shaking as she held out a wet cloth.“What…” My voice came out raspy, broken.“Don’t talk. Just…just let me clean you up.” She knelt beside me, dabbing at my face, and I hissed when the cloth touched my split lip. “God, Ely. What did he do to you?”I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Because if I started talking about last night, I’d break. And I couldn’t afford to break again.“You need to get back to work,” Mira whispered, her voice tight. “Cook is asking for you, and if you don’t show up…”“I’ll be there,” I croaked.She looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “Ely, you can barely stand…”“I’ll be there.”She opened her mouth to argue, but something in my expression
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