Elijah
In the middle of the night I startle from sleep. Promptly I turn around, hoping to fall asleep again. But my attempts fail.
I roll sighing on my back and stare at the ceiling. It can't be because of the unfamiliar room. I've never had any problems with that before. The bed is also soft and hardly differs from mine.
It is much more my thoughts that keep me from sleeping at this moment. They have been circling all night around the past day and admittedly also around Tessa and her blond guy.
Pretty awake I get out of bed, but I don't turn on the light. Instead I open the door and step out into the hall. In that room I just felt too cramped.
I walk through the living room for a few minutes and try to banish Tessa's thoughts from my mind. However, this does not remain an option for
