Chapter 47

• My head was killing me.
• I rolled around, trying to find a cooler spot to wriggle to, but the bright sun was blinding me through my closed eyelids and making me uncomfortably hot, sweaty and disgusting.
• After ten minutes of trying to go back to sleep, I gave up, it was too hot to sleep. How on earth was Sterling sleeping through the trauma of forgetting to close the curtains last night? I turned around onto my other side , facing away from the window.