Chapter 24
Brea..' 'Brea...' 'Brea...!' Brea's senses slowly returned to her, a dull throbbing pain radiating from her dislocated arm. She blinked, her vision gradually clearing as the sedative's effects wore off. The room around her was a scene of chaos—broken furniture, shattered glass, and the bodies of the men she had fought, lying lifeless on the ground. The memories of the brutal fight flooded back, and a mix of relief and exhaustion washed over her. She forced herself to sit up, her muscles protesting with every movement. Her heart raced as she scanned the room, a sudden panic gripping her when she realized the boy was nowhere to be found. The door was closed, and the once faint light from the hallway was now a thin line at the bottom. "Where is he?" she whispered, her voice hoarse. Her
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