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... my old prison—but heavier. Tighter. Sleep came in fits, broken by cold sweats and Rhea's restless muttering in the background of my mind.
She was back… but quiet. Exhausted. Distant.
And then the footsteps came.
Slow. Heavy. Purposeful.
My spine straightened against the wall before I could stop myself. The chains around my wrists clinked as I sat up on the bed. Light flooded the cell as the door groaned open, sharp and sudden, making my eyes water.
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