Chapter Fifty Eight
When I felt the movement of someone trying to wake me, I opened my eyes expecting to see Rylie, but it was David. It was as though my dreams had conjured him up in front of me. "Mamma still hasn't rung, but Luca is cooking breakfast for everyone now." I was too tired to have much effort for anything. "Shower." It was the most I could get out. I felt like I had been sleeping for days yet, not at all. Lots of short naps did not agree with me, apparently. "Em has already fetched you a change of clothes from the house. Aurora, about last night..." "No!" I had suddenly found my energy, and it was enough for me to know that I never wanted to talk about the night before ever again." "You don't understand." "I don't want to. Just please leave it alone, David. I haven't got the brainwaves to
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