Ana
She’d spent half the morning with Zara right there next to her, trying to help her, because that guilt she was now feeling was trying to swallow her alive. She’d gone to her bedroom and lay down. Knew Zara had actually made her do so, could feel how mentally as well as physically exhausted she was.
She’d not slept well in days, not slept at all last night and could still not find sleep. Zara had charmed her into it, out of her pain and guilt-ridden state of mind over all she now knew, the knowledge she had of all that had gone on. Zara had reduced them to nothing so she could get some sleep, and put her to bed. Had likely lulled her into sleep at some point as well. Though she only realised this when she woke up in her bed.
Her eyes had opened to look around the room. She was now al
