The room is bathed in the soft morning light, casting a warm glow, as Hyra's eyes slowly flutter open. Feeling the warmth beside her, she instinctively snuggles closer, relishing the comforting embrace. As consciousness fully dawns, confusion replaces the sleep-induced haze. She blinks, her gaze shifting to the familiar surroundings, and realization sets in—this isn't Uswa's room.
She turns her head, careful not to disturb Hayder's still-sleeping form beside her. Hyra takes a moment to absorb the surreal atmosphere, her thoughts a mix of curiosity and a flutter of emotions.
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