Claire’s
It’s been three days since Sebastian arrived at Lolo’s farm. And during those three days, we haven’t talked. Not that we don’t have the time—but I think it’s more like we’re feeling each other out, letting the air settle first.
It’s already late at night, and I’m still wide awake. I glanced at the wall clock—11:00 p.m. I sighed. Why is sleep avoiding me tonight?
I tossed and turned on the bed. I even drank warm milk, but nothing worked.
Frustrated, I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I splashed cold water on my face. I scratched my head, realizing I probably just made things worse. That cold splash definitely woke me up more.
Back to bed. Eyes closed. Focus. Breathe. Sleep…
Still nothing.
“Baby, we need to sleep so you’ll grow stronger and healthier,” I whispered as
