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Eva

My eyes fluttered open, my vision quite blurry and disoriented as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. The room spun, and my memories blurred, a hazy fog that refused to clear.

As my vision sharpened, I saw Lorenzo beside me, his eyes closed in peaceful slumber. His gentle breathing calmed me, the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest a soothing balm to my frayed nerves