I woke up totally agitated, breathing fast and even a little sweaty. The first thing I saw was her face, illuminated by the light of the rising sun filtering through the window, she was looking at me in a confused as well as worried way, with those piercing brown eyes.
"Are you okay?" he asked, arching his eyebrows.
It took me a moment to react. I sat up and looked at Vanessa sitting on the edge of the bed. She was already dressed, I looked around and saw no one else in the room. In the corner, a chair with a pile of suitcases, backpacks, and dirty clothes: the monster of my nightmares.
"What time is it?" I ignored the question.
"Around eleven, if you hurry you can still reach some breakfast.”
I shook my head and leaned against the wall. The very idea of taking food into my body w
