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SEVEN

Kyliena.

I was so comfortable to the point I didn’t want to move—I feared that this bed was not real and just a fragment of my imagination. I don’t think I had ever felt this well-rested during my whole years of living life. I stretched out on the bed letting my eyelids flutter open.

I sigh.

I sigh as I stare at the ceiling—even that was beautiful with paintings of angels and clouds.

Letting out a breathy giggle escaped my lips as I smiled, sometimes I had the most peculiar thoughts and I was still trying to convince myself that I was currently living in one…

How could it be that a magical quartz—a rock led me to this purgatory…this strange man’s purgatory?

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