I couldn’t sleep.
No matter how long I laid there, no matter how many sheep I tried to count, I couldn’t bring myself to fall asleep. My mind was a mess, constantly drawing me back to what Cire had said, and as much as I hated to admit it, I wasn’t going to find peace. I knew that already, and I had no intention of fooling myself into thinking that everything was going to be alright when it wasn’t.
Cire was expecting Dae’s child.
Every time that I remembered it, that I found myself thinking it, it was as if someone had decided to take a knife and force it into my chest, twisting it to make sure that I felt everything that was painful—but mainly the heartache. I felt like it was affecting me a lot more than I had thought it would. If Dae had decided to move on, if he had decided to cr
