Chapter 7 The Day My Heart Broke Open

Lyanna

Morning came too early again.

I jolted awake to the sharp thunk of Bina’s knuckles rapping the cot frame. Her dark brows pinched in that familiar “move or I’ll drag you” warning.

“Up,” she signed, already knotting her headscarf. “Laundry rotation waits for no one.”

I pushed myself upri...

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