Kiara's POV
I couldn't sleep, no matter how hard I tried to keep my eyes shut, they always snapped open again. Since the moon came out to rule the night, I wasn't sure I'd successfully closed my eyes for thirty minutes.
Dreams interrupted my sleep, but they weren't just that. They were nightmares wrapped in the scent of something familiar. A whole lot of the dreams I'd had this night were vague and didn't make sense, but it came with a strange sense of familiarity. Like I understood what they meant, or I was going to, if only I opened my eyes and heart to whatever message they were passing across.
I stared at the ceiling above me, not even blinking. The night air seeped in through the open window, cool and thick like it could grant rest to whoever asked for it. Anyone except me though.
This had been my routine since yesterday. Yesterday, I couldn't even sleep a wink, and how could I? When the events of the day before had stuck to my mind, refusing me even so much as a minute's
