Aurea’s POV "Don't leave! Please, don't leave me!"I gasped, my eyes flying open as a desperate scream shattered the silence of the room. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. Cold sweat dampened my hairline. For a terrifying second, the image of my foster mother turning her back on me and walking into a swirling grey fog lingered behind my eyes. I blinked rapidly, shaking my head as the dream began to recede, revealing my bedroom. The familiar purple curtains were drawn, letting in only the soft, ambient glow of the late afternoon."Oh, sweetheart, breathe. You're okay. You're safe," a soft, trembling voice rushed to comfort me.I snapped my head to the side. Sitting on the edge of my mattress, her face pale and filled with overwhelming anxiety, was my mother. Beside her stood two maidservants, holding trays of fresh linens and cool water, their eyes wide with concern.I stared at them in utter confusion, my thoughts spun in chaotic circles. Why was I in bed? And t
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