THE OFFER YOU DIDN'T ASK FORKyrie didn't wake up. She surfaced.The way a body rose from deep water, fighting against pressure and darkness, lungs burning for something it wasn't sure it deserved. Her eyes opened to a ceiling too high, painted in a color that wasn't white but wasn't anything else either. A color chosen by someone who had never worried about paint prices.She lay still for a long moment, counting her breaths. The sheets were too soft. The pillow too perfect. The silence too complete.Three days.She had been here three days, taking meals on a tray she didn't request, speaking to a housekeeper who answered in nods, avoiding the main living area like it might swallow her whole if she stayed too long in its sight. She had told herself she was recovering. That the fever needed time. That her body needed rest.But this morning, her body was fine. And her pride was restless.She pushed herself up slowly, testing her balance. The room didn't spin. The floor was warm under he
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