Daniel was the first among us to surrender to the inviting embrace of sleep. He lay there, peaceful and undisturbed, while the quiet night continued around him. I, on the other hand, found myself locked in a battle against sleep. It eluded me, as restless thoughts and relentless images filled my mind.
Katie, a name that echoed in my thoughts – a phantom I had never met, yet knew so well. Despite our paths never crossing, my mind had intricately crafted an image of her. It painted a portrait of her with the colors of imagination and the brush strokes of longing.
Every time I attempted to close my eyes, seeking the much-needed respite, I was greeted by a vivid tableau. It was always the same scene, playing out like a film reel in my mind. There was Daniel, his face lit up with pure, unadul
