Chapter Seven
Maybe this would be enough? She can hope.
Third Person's Point of View
Rean could not sleep comfortably.
There were things in her mind that she could not even begin to explain—like why would a group of people that does not know her even provide her everything that she has now? With the cloth strapped on her body, she was fully aware that this was made with the highest quality that a person could buy.
Why is she being treated in this way?
On a normal occasion, one person could sleep into this comfortable room with nothing but a blink but when you strap someone who has nothing but doubt to the world, you would get someone who would probably overthink and not sleep a wink.
“Maybe they really are just that nice and I am overthinking things.” She whispered into the dark,
