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A chill ran through me as I sat up, blinking against the bright morning light streaming through the open curtains. I squinted, feeling the dull ache of a hangover throbbing in my head, each heartbeat bringing back hazy memories of last night. As I rubbed my temples, it hit me, flooding back in fragments.
Sir Galacio.
"You're finally awake."
The cold voice broke through the silence, snapping me out of my thoughts. My heart leaped, and I turned quickly, half-expecting… hoping… to see Galacio.
But it wasn’t him.
Brent sat on the small sofa near the window, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his face drawn in a serious, unreadable expression. His eyes were fixed on me, unwavering and intense.
For a moment, I didn’t know what to say. My mind was still cloudy from the night before, fr
