Sawyer ley Elizabeth sleep in the next day, but he was still worried about her and came in to check on her every few minutes at first. She seemed fine most of the time, though every now and again she was a bit dazed and her eyes were hypersensitive to light to the point she was hiding under the covers most of the time.
He wanted to stay in there with her, but he wasn’t ready to tell her about her heritage and was worried that she would be able to tell there was something wrong. It meant that he ended up wandering aimlessly between the bedroom and the living room, staying in one place for only a few minutes at a time.
“Stop,” Francesca was stood at the bottom of the stairs, blocking his way down, “you’re driving everybody mad wandering around like a lost child. Either sit here with us or
