Luca's POV: Ring, ring, ring! I pulled a pillow over my head, desperately trying to muffle the relentless ringing of the phone. Seriously, who was calling at this ungodly hour? Didn't they know better than to disturb a non-morning person like me? I tried to ignore it, but the caller was persistently obnoxious, letting the ringtone blare nonstop. "Damn it!" I growled, tossing the pillow aside in frustration. I scrambled out of bed, my movements clumsy and uncoordinated from sleep deprivation. Bad move. "Sh*t," I hissed, collapsing back onto the bed as pain shot through my back. It felt as though I had tried to lift an elephant in my sleep. But the sharp, throbbing pain in my a**was more concerning than my aching back. Why do I feel so sore? I asked myself. As I lay there, trying to piece together the events that led to my current predicament, the fog of sleep began to lift. Gradually, the memories of last night came flooding back, each one more vivid and perplexing than the
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