Chapter 126 Can't Sleep, Might Talk To Sheila

• Jace POV
• I’m staring at the ceiling again. The faint hum of the air vents, the ticking clock on the far wall, the slow rhythm of Alina’s breathing beside me all merges into a single distraction keeping me awake. It’s past midnight, but sleep refuses to come.
• Alina is curled on her side, her arm flung over the blanket, hair spilling across the pillow like dark ink. The moonlight cuts across her cheek, softening her features, making her look almost innocent.