The morning light filtered through the curtains when I stirred, though calling it morning felt generous given what my phone displayed when I reached for it with sluggish fingers. The glowing screen greeted me with the time: 1 PM.
I stared at the numbers, momentarily disoriented. I couldn't remember the last time I'd slept this long—if ever. My body had been attuned to six hours of rest since my early training days, no more, no less. It was a discipline that had served me well through countless challenges, but apparently Cecilia had managed to exhaust even my enhanced constitution.
"Did we really fall asleep at seven?" I muttered, running a hand through my disheveled hair as fragments of the previous night drifted back through my consciousness.
