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... thing to drag me out of a coma?
I’ve been unconscious for half a week.
Far too long.
Everything hurts. My skull pulses like it’s been split open and stitched shut with fire. My lips are cracked, my throat dry like I’ve been breathing sand.
I can barely crack my eyes open—just slits of light stabbing through swollen lids. My chest won’t rise all the way when I try to breathe.
The last thing I remember is stabbing Emiliano. ...
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