Chapter 24 The Restricted Stacks

Sisily’s POV

I woke up tangled in silk sheets.

For a few seconds, my brain forgot where I was. Then I tried to roll over, and a dull, tight ache radiated across my left collarbone. The memory of the marble floor, the broken glass, and Joran’s confession crashed over me.

I sat up slowly and pushed...

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