Chapter 27 Psychoanalysis Part 1
- Silas’s P.O.V
- I awoke when I sensed that enticing smell of jasmine and roses again. I did not rise from my sleep so easily and without protest often, but the scent must have done something to my short temper because not once did I feel impatience bubble up inside me even though I still longed for more rest.
- She was back, and she brought food with her.