Nora's POV
I felt strange as I woke up from bed the next day, acutely aware of the nightmare I had and intensely grateful to be alive. I pinched my skin to confirm that I was still alive. I breathed in relief, a smile lifting up the edges of my lips as I glanced around my bedroom, the sight of the familiar environment healing my frayed mind.
That was the perfect therapy I needed.
I moved to the bathroom, showered and dressed up, needing to feel alive and active. I was slipping on my earrings when I heard a knock on the door.
"Good morning, Madam Sasha."
"Morning, Jane." I replied, recognizing her voice.
"Your breakfast is ready. Should I bring it?"
"No," I said, shaking my head even though I knew she couldn't see me. "I want to eat out today."
Even though I knew I was back to real
