Arya's POV
As I say those words, I nod and move towards the stairs, climbing them slowly. My heart is still racing. As soon as I enter my room, I close the door. My body relaxes, and I sigh uncomfortably, placing my right hand on my stomach to calm myself. Calm down, Arya. What's wrong with you? You can't let anything affect you this way. I move to find my suitcase and start packing. I search for my things, and as soon as I start organizing my bag, I find it—our photograph. I can't stop admiring it; something compels me to look at it. Without thinking twice, I put it back in my bag. I finish organizing everything and change into my pajamas, getting into bed to sleep. Sleep? It's the last thing I do. I lay down at 8, and it's already 10, and I haven't been able to sleep. I don't know what'
