FIVE
TESS DIDN’T SLEEP. At all. Which was a nightmare. Acknowledging Daire’s motivation wasn’t devotion, as he’d led her to believe, was bad enough. The last thing she wanted was to hear him and Styx moving around the apartment all night.
Neither of them came into her room and they weren’t exactly rowdy, but every once in a while, she’d hear a raised voice or a laugh. They were bonding. Finding their normal again. Good for them.
Feeling sorry for herself didn’t exactly identify what kept her awake. Sure, she didn’t enjoy admitting how easily she’d accepted Daire’s reasoning. Considering how being his mission made her feel wasn’t fun either. But as she lay there, staring at the ceiling, she fought to come to terms with her own lack of belonging.
Daire always had a purpose. Styx had foun
