Maureen's POV
I couldn't sleep that night. Wondering about what Grandma Gina had said. I wondered if the knife was still out there waiting for the right time to be used to kill me.
I glanced at Lance, he was in deep sleep. I couldn't blame him sleeping. He must be very tired. He had not had a good sleep in days.
When I discovered that I was too restless to sleep and I didn't want to disturb Lance's sleep, I decided to go down to the kitchen to see if I could get a drink.
I first tested to be sure that Lance's hold on me had relaxed. When I was sure, I stood up and headed for the door. I smiled when I thought of how he held me so close when we got to the room.
Something in what we learnt about the first Unity must have put him in such protective mood. I didn't question him because
