đ.đ: System updates
đlysia's chambers were cloaked in a soft hush, the kind that settled deep in your bones and made the world feel momentarily paused.
She lay sprawled on the massive four-poster bed, limbs limp, head tilted toward the high-vaulted ceiling like it held all the answers she didn't know she was asking.
The sheer canopy above stirred slightly with the breeze that filtered in from the open balcony doors, but her gaze didn't follow its movement.
Her mind was elsewhereâfar, far away.
It had been hours since everything happened. The reunion. The missions. The apology.
Her thoughts were stuck in a spiral that refused to slow down.
