23rd Day of the Marriage Game
Sol’s senses came alive gradually, awakening like the first tendrils of dawn breaking through a heavy fog. His body felt weighed down, his limbs sluggish, and pain ebbed through him in dull, relentless waves. He groaned softly, each ache in his body a reminder of the chaos and violence they had narrowly escaped. His ribs throbbed with every shallow breath, his temple felt tender where it had collided with the car’s frame, and his legs protested even the slightest movement.
Something warm and oddly comforting pressed against his chest. As his eyes fluttered open, he blinked against the soft morning light filtering through sheer curtains. The unfamiliar room was serene, bathed in hues of cream and gold, a stark contrast to the storm that had raged through his
