Chapter 073
Nikolas' POV
I couldn’t sleep. The air in the house felt heavy, like a burden pressing down on my chest and making it difficult to breathe. I would jump at the slightest creak of the floor. All sounds of the wind outside were too loud. There was this nervous conviction that the worst was wrong— something that I could not touch. It has been haunting me since Eira's behaviour became odd.
I had to call to see how she was. Perhaps that would calm my nerves down.
The corridor was dark – all he needed to guide him was the dim light of the moon from outside, which filtered in through the broken window. The gate to Eira's room was slightly open, allowing a slender beam of light to pass through the wood. I could see her form on the bed, unmoving, like she was in some dream.
I pause
