Sophie's P.O.V.
I wake up again with the sick feeling in my stomach, which makes me run to the toilet and empty out my empty stomach. Again.
Considering the dreams I had, my body's reaction does not surprise me.
I crumble beside the toilet after I'm done. This time, the house is alone. This time, nobody comes to check if I'm okay. Not like it helps, anyway. Not that it'd make me okay.
Yesterday Sonia came to pick me up at the train station and I could see in her eyes that she knew it happened, again. She didn't say a word, however. It
