365 days
Lily woke to a silence that felt unnatural, too controlled to belong to a hotel room. The air was cool, the space unfamiliar. When she opened her eyes, she stared up at a high ceiling framed by dark wood and clean lines. Confusion settled in first, then unease. She pushed herself upright, scanning the room—the expensive furniture, the muted colors, the sense that every object had been placed with intention.
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