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Chapter Fifty-Five- Training

Author: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-05-10 15:50:29

I slept for fourteen hours.

I know because Aurora told me when I emerged from the east-facing room at half past eight in the evening, slightly disoriented, standing in the corridor outside my door with the specific, dazed quality of someone whose body had finally taken what it needed without asking permission. She handed me a bowl of soup and a piece of bread and watched me eat both of them standing in the corridor without comment.

"Better," she said when I finished.

"Better," I agreed.

"Good.
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