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It was midday when Brynn woke up. She had tossed and turned all night until sleep finally took over, but it was no use. Instead, she used the hours she was awake to decipher what she could from the text Killian gave her before her eyelids grew heavy after an hour, and she drifted off to sleep. But now she was back to square one, awake, and the memories of what happened yesterday came flooding back. She moved to sit up, leaning on the headboard, and saw that it was already midday. She decided to go to her room, as the library was too closed for her. As she looked outside, her train of thought was interrupted by a knock on the door. It was Alissa who opened it with a beaming smile, knowing that Brynn could now return. "Good morning, Brynn." "Hello, Alissa," Brynn greeted back as she noti