Chapter 110

*Lyra*

The world came back to me slowly, in pieces.

At first, there was nothing but a faint awareness—a pulse of warmth radiating through my chest, a rhythm that was mine and yet not mine at all.

My eyelids were heavy, as though weighted with years of silence, and every breath felt like a struggle to drag myself back into being.

But I was here. I was alive.

I opened my eyes to a world bathed in so