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Asahd's POV:

My eyes opened as if on command. My starving and rumbling tummy had woken me up. I lay immobile and stared at the ceiling, trying to recall where exactly I was.

Seconds after, I remembered everything.

I moved a little and realised I was on the hard floor.

'Where's Saïda?'

Slowly, I sat up. My body hurt so bad from my crashing onto the hard floor, some hours earlier.

"Ow..." I muttered, touching my lower back.

'That was crazy.'

I thought, still a little sleepy. I smiled a little and turned to find Saïda at the edge of the bed, close to me. It seemed like she'd...