** Alessandro **I woke to the sharp sting of a needle and the constant, irritating beep of machines.My eyes felt heavy, swollen. It took effort—too much effort—just to open them. When I finally did, my vision came in fragments. Blurry shapes. Light. Movement.Then it settled.Dr. Elena stood beside me, calmly injecting something into the drip connected to my arm.Across the room, Dante sat watching me.Still. Silent. Intense.Pain followed immediately after awareness.It spread through my body like fire. My ribs felt crushed, every breath shallow and sharp. My arm throbbed violently, heavy and useless. My face felt swollen—tight and bruised. One eye barely opened.Bandages wrapped around me like I had been rebuilt.Then came the migraine.It hit hard—like a storm tearing through my skull. The machines didn’t help. Each beep felt louder than the last, drilling straight into my head.“You’re awake,” Dante said.His voice was steady, but there was tension beneath it.Dr. Elena turned t
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