I can’t sleep.
I knew this could happen after all I’ve been through today. I almost died today. Again.
Which only makes me think back to all the times I have almost ended my own life unwillingly. Is stress getting to me? I have to talk about this with Dr. Annette whenever I have a chance.
Claus is still passed out, now lying on one of the Infirmary beds and I and Yara decided to stay with him through the night. I know he will be fine, at least Dr. Annette told me so.
I am aware she knows we lied to her about what really happened to him, and I feel awful about it, but I can’t risk anyone finding out what happened. We would have to explain how we managed to escape the Organization and that would mean exposing Yara.
Sighing, I sit up in my bed and put my clothes back on. If I can’t slee
