𝟑𝟖 | 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧

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I blinked my eyes open, feeling as if the world was spinning even as I lay completely still. The cold, hard floor bit into my back, grounding me in a harsh reality. My body felt battered, aching in places I couldn’t pinpoint. I tried to move, but every small shift pulled at bruises and fresh pain, making me want to sink further into the ground and disappear.