Chapter 48: A Manufactured Morning

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Evelyn woke to bright light spilling through the curtains. For a while, her brain refused to work. Everything felt thick and slow, like she was underwater. Her body was heavy.

Even lifting her fingers felt like effort. She blinked again. ‘Where am I…?’

Her head ached dully. She tried to sit up,...

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