Chapter 6
Jeanne woke with one thought on her mind: Jericho.
It was as if she had never fallen asleep; the events from last night remained sharp-edged and clear in her mind.
Jericho.
Jeanne’s entire body felt heavy, pulsing with the life of another. There was someone within her, someone watching her. The walls in her mind, the ones keeping her trapped and isolated, had finally tumbled to the ground.
Bizarre. She did not understand how she could so clearly feel the comfort of another person, such closeness. The entire reason for such pain last night was this single moment of certainty that Jeanne was not alone. And, Dieu, it was worth it.
She smiled, though there was some resistance in her muscles. Dressing quickly, Jeanne skittered down the stairs, Jericho on her mind.
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