Chapter 78 SEVENTY EIGHT

༺ VAELIA ༻

"Mama! Mama! It's morning!"

At first, I thought it was a joke. Or a dream. Because what kind of dream felt this real—this persistent, this insistent, this… sticky?

Then I felt a pull that was gentle but serious, like someone was trying to drag me out of my own body by the wrists.

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