( Aria's Point of View )I woke up in the Rose Suite twelve hours after the factory rescue, my body aching in places I didn't know could ache. Sunlight streamed through the French doors, afternoon sun that told me I'd slept through most of the day. For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ornate ceiling and trying to convince myself that yesterday had actually happened.Elena was safe. Evangeline was dead. We'd survived.So why did I feel like we'd lost something important?A soft knock interrupted my thoughts. "Come in," I called, expecting Natasha or maybe one of the staff with food.Instead, Dante limped in, still favoring his injured shoulder but moving better than yesterday. He carried a tray with coffee, toast, and what looked like scrambled eggs."Breakfast in bed," he announced. "Or lunch, technically, since it's almost two in the afternoon.""You shouldn't be carrying things," I said, sitting up. "Your shoulder...""Is healing fine," Dante interrupted, setting the tray
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