The knock at my door came earlier than expected. I barely had time to pull myself from the haze of restless sleep before it sounded again, sharp and impatient.I forced myself up, even though my body ached, not just from lack of sleep but from the sheer emotional toll of everything.“Come in,” I called, my voice rough from exhaustion.The door opened, and a man I didn’t recognize stepped inside, carrying a tray of food. He was dressed in a crisp black suit, his expression carefully blank.“Breakfast,” he announced, setting the tray on a small table near the window. The scent of eggs, toast, and freshly brewed coffee drifted toward me, but I barely had the appetite for it.I glanced at the tray, then at him. “Did Alexander send you?”The man gave a slight nod. “Mr Smith instructed that you eat before your meeting.”I clenched my jaw. Of course, he did. He probably thought I was some fragile thing that needed to be managed. I didn’t respond him, I just dragged myself out of bed, moving
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