Chapter 91 A Place Made Of Leftovers
- [XENA]
- I don’t remember falling asleep. One moment, I am staring at the moon, asking questions no one answers—the next, I’m waking up to dim light and stiff limbs, my cheek pressed awkwardly against the edge of the bed.
- For a few seconds, I don’t move, my mind blank and peaceful. Once I blink, everything rushes back in like a damned waterfall—all of it.