SELENE
My body was on fire when I woke up.
Every inch of me ached, the kind of ache that made even crawling out of bed feel like a battle. The room wasn’t the one I’d been placed in when I first arrived—it was different. Dimmer. Colder.
I was bare under the silken sheets. As I glanced around, dawn had just broken, painting the walls with a faint silver glow. A damp breeze slipped in through the open window, carrying with it the scent of moss and morning dew.
I turned my head, my fingers instinctively brushing over the mark he left on my neck. It throbbed faintly. My body felt weighed down—heavy, claimed. My purity... tainted.
And yet, there was a strange calmness settling in my chest. No tears. No rage. Just silence.
I sat there for a few long moments, not thinking, not feeling.
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