Chapter 47

• I jumped awake to something touching my cheek, brushing what felt like my hair away. I swatted it off. It took me too long a moment to realize it was Ezra, and I was still sitting on the floor. Opened my eyes, but they felt heavy. Too heavy.
• It took me another long minute to groggily pull myself to stand. I stretched against my sore muscles for something to do, stifling a yawn.
• Sleeping sitting up on the floor was a bad idea, I needed to stay limber. But I knew I would have gotten no sleep without Ezra’s warm, steady presence.