Elisa's POV
I walked into my apartment and closed the door slowly. The room felt quiet. I did not turn on the lights at first. I just stood there for a moment with my back against the door.
My legs felt tired, so I walked to the bed and sat down. My body felt heavy. I lowered my head and held my hands together. Everything from earlier stayed in my mind. The path. The rogues. Roman. The woman. The dream. My head felt full.
I lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I tried to breathe slowly, but the fear from the dream made my chest feel tight. I rubbed my face with my hands and closed my eyes. I felt so tired, but not sleepy.
My phone started to ring. The sound made me jump a little. I picked it up and looked at the screen. It was my mother. I hesitated before answering. I swall
