THE HEART'S RECKONING

THYME'S POV:

No jolt. Just a slow drag into the world, and it hurt. The room was cool. Quiet. Too quiet after the storm in my head. My eyes cracked open. They felt gritty, dry. The ceiling was wrong. Smooth and cream, with a light set inside it. First the question—where am I? Then the reason hi...

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