Chapter 75 Midnight Confessions

• Sleep eludes me tonight. I turn over for what feels like the hundredth time, the silk sheets rustling softly with my movement. Beside me, Efrem sleeps soundly, his breathing deep and even. I watch the rise and fall of his chest, envying the peace that seems to have found him while it continues to evade me.
• With a quiet sigh, I ease myself out of bed, careful not to disturb him. The cool air hits my bare legs as I pad across the room to the bathroom, my feet silent against the plush rug.
• The bathroom light is harsh after the darkness, making me squint as I face my reflection. Dark circles shadow my eyes, a testament to one too many restless nights. As I grip the edge of the marble counter, my thoughts drift, unbidden, to Ciana.