Chapter 629: The Softness That Hid Something Cruel
Sophia fought to open her eyes.
The light greeted her immediately. It was too bright against her eyes, perhaps too sharp too.
She shut them again with a small sound, her brows pulling together as discomfort settled behind them. It lingered there, pressing insistently.
For a moment, she stayed like that, unmoving, her lashes trembling faintly against her cheeks as she tried again.
Slowly this time and more carefully.
Her eyes opened in narrow slits, adjusting little by little until the brightness no longer felt like it would split her head open. The ceiling above her came into view, familiar in a way that felt distant, like something she should recognize but couldn't quite grasp fully.
How long had she been asleep? She didn't know, but it must have been a while.
