Feyre’s POV
I sat up, my eyes wide and my heart pounding like I had just run a mile.
“What was that?” I whispered out loud, breathing heavily.
I had just had a… weird sort of dream.
How did I even fall asleep?
I looked down at my lap, seeing that I was still in the armchair in the bedroom, my legs drawn up from the floor.
The sunlight streaming through the window told me that it was still daylight, and by the clock that read 2pm, I had only been out for about three or so hours.
I still couldn’t understand how I had managed to fall asleep, when last night I had been unable to after Gabriel had asked me to do so.
Shaking my head at the conundrum that was my life, I stood up, feeling my knees give that sort of weird ache it had when I was in one awkward position for too long.
I brush
