Astrid's POV
The pale morning light filtered through the curtains, painting soft streaks across the walls of the room as I stirred, my eyelids fluttering open. My body ached, particularly my leg, which sent sharp twinges through my nerves as I moved. A frown creased my brow. Something felt... different.
My gaze swept the room, landing almost immediately on the table in front of me. I suddenly froze. What was this doing here, how did this get here.
My computer was there. The familiar matte black frame of my system, meticulously customized with stickers and little trinkets she’d collected over the years, sat waiting. The monitors were arranged just as I liked them, and my ergonomic chair was pulled out slightly, as though inviting me to sit and begin my work immediately.
My fingers tw
