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Elena's POV "You know that feeling when you're fully submerged under water? Your lungs are filling with water, your body is jerking. You keep holding your hands in fists, fighting that feeling. Painful, uncomfortable, unfamiliar. Our bodies always seek comfort, even if it's what kills us. That's why reflexes give in when drowning, why limbs die out during a fight, why panic attacks happen. Discomfort. At first, I didn't fully understand what the high priestess meant by taking things from me, making me lose hope. But now I do. The tears flowing from my eyes as I looked at her were nothing compared to the turmoil inside. "See, it wasn't hopelessness. It was discomfort. I've grown up knowing the world as roses and sunshine. Suffering, pain, hurt—they've never been a reality. That's what thi