Chapter 443: The Familiar Room
Sophia groaned softly before she opened her eyes. She paused when she did.
The room was familiar. She knew that. She also knew she had been here before.
The smell of old pages was faint now, less crowded than before. The stacks of books were fewer. Some lay on the chair. Some leaned against the walls.
She was sweating beneath the covers. Her skin prickled. She raised her hands. They were smaller, thinner than normal. Her fingers looked fragile, and it was like she was made of just skin and bones.
Her legs stretched farther than they had when she was here before. They were longer but still thin. She flexed them under the sheet.
The window was familiar. The glass pressed against her vision. The air smelled the same. The faint dust, the dampness. Everything.
Somewhere, in the room, time had passed. And yet it had not.
