Allena
The exhaustion had settled deep into my bones, a heavy, throbbing ache behind my eyes. I hadn't slept a single wink last night. Every time I had tried to close my eyes, the memory of Jack’s harsh words in the elevator looped in my mind, tangled with the mountain of prep work he had demanded. Giving up on sleep, I had slumped into a plastic chair near the edge of the terrace, letting my head rest against the hard plastic as my eyelids finally fluttered shut.
Just for a few moments, I told myself.
"Hey, sleeping beauty," a warm voice murmured, accompanied by the gentle pressure of a hand on my shoulder.
I jolted upright, my heart hammering against my ribs.
I looked at my phone and it was already 10 am, I slept for an hour, in the middle of a f*****g set.
I couldn't believe it, I
