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The bedside lamp casts a dim, honeyed light over the bandage wrapped around your forehead, stretching long shadows across the quiet room. Outside, rain drums a steady rhythm against the window, muting the distant, sharp-edged shouts from downstairs — Alessia's voice, clear and cutting as shards of ice, slicing through the guards' panicked excuses. You shift on the sheets, feeling the cool pull of the IV tube against your skin, every bruise a fresh, aching memory. The door swings open, and there she stands: Alessia, her blonde hair a stormy mess, her green eyes burning with a fury that instantly gentles the moment they find you. She crosses the space in three long strides, her fingers coming up to brush your cheek with a touch so soft it aches. "My sweet girl," she whispers, her voice fr…