Chapter 19
I lift my head from the pillow and stretch my neck to glance at the clock. Half an hour past midnight, it reads. I groan inwardly, sinking my head further into the pillow. I can’t sleep. I haven’t been able to close one eye all night. My mind is crawling with thoughts and questions; my brain feels like it’s just a few steps from being fried.
I keep recalling everything Brinatold me, I can’t seem to stop remembering all the tiny details. Like, how her breathing changed when a memory hit her, how she kept grasping my hand like it was the only thing that tethered her to the present, or how she kept fighting the tears that threatened to fall, her beautiful eyes glistening in the light, making the gold flecks sparkle even brighter.
I can’t stop the thousand questions from twirling
