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... rong enough to walk down the stairs, I asked to have breakfast in the dining room instead of having it on the bed. Natha told me to preserve my strength, but I argued that I would lose my muscles if I kept lying in bed--only then did he relent.
But since I was no longer in the confine of our private bedroom, I shared the breakfast with morning reports that kept on coming. It was nice, honestly; making me stop feeling like I was living in a cage.
If only the reports contained some ...
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