{Elira}
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After what felt like a minute, a soft shake at my shoulder stirred me from sleep.
"Elira," Cambria's voice floated gently. "It's dinner time."
I groaned inwardly as I sat up, my head immediately protesting with a dull, steady throb in the front. The hunger had worsened.
My stomach felt hollow—no, worse—it felt like the sides of it were trying to gnaw at each other, and the ache clawed up toward my ribs.
It was that kind of pain where sleep no longer mattered. I needed food. Badly.
Just as I swung my legs down from the bed, a familiar voice pierced the quiet.
"Well, well. The new girl is back? I thought she dropped out of ESA?"
I exhaled a long, tired sigh. 'Here we go.'
I didn't even bother looking. I already knew who it was.
Cambria straightened up. "Nari," she said, her voice calm but edged. "Hold your tongue."
"Unfortunately, my hands are occupied," Nari replied, nonchalantly.
