Chapter 40 Biting The Bullet

Aurelia woke slowly.

For a few brief seconds, her mind remained hazy, suspended somewhere between exhaustion and reality.

The soft mattress beneath her felt unfamiliar.

Too soft.

Too luxurious.

And the scent in the air...

Fresh linen.

Vanilla.

Wood polish.

Not home.

Her eyes fluttered open.

The firs...

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