When we got back to the packhouse, Axel insisted that we go to bed. Even though I wasn't feeling tired, he grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs to the bedroom. But I went to the bathroom, and I got in the shower straight away. And Axel jumped in as well, and he helped wash me, and we got out and got ready for bed.
We lay in bed, and I was staring out the window, staring at the dark sky above the tree. The moon did not illuminate our bedroom window this evening, yet I found contentment in gazing at the stars and the tranquility of the scene.
Axel was lying behind me with his arm around me, and I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. He knew that I was too concerned right now to sleep, but he insisted that I at least try.
I knew that I wouldn't be able to rest or relax until I g
