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Chapter 15
Aurora’s POV: Darkness isn't empty. It hums. It breathes. It waits. That’s the last thing I remember before I come crashing back into consciousness. My eyes flutter open to harsh white lights above me, blurry and too bright. Everything feels... off. Like I’m underwater, and the surface is too far to reach. My tongue is thick in my mouth. My head pulses in a slow, agonizing rhythm. I blink, trying to bring the world into focus. Where the hell am I? A dull ache blossoms in my ankle, radiating up my leg, and that’s when it clicks; the game. The court. The spike. My fall. Jon’s voice, distant and panicked. Arc’s face, twisted, unreadable. "Hey, hey, Aurora?" A familiar voice cuts through the fog. I turn toward it too fast, and pain shoots through my skull. I groan. Cali leans over me,
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