Chapter twenty-seven - Leila

I wake up feeling like I've done some sort of marathon. My whole body aches, I feel weak and like part of myself is missing.

Guilt fills me, knowing I'm feeling like this because of that pill and that probably means I was pregnant and my body is working on getting rid of the baby. I didn't think I'd feel like this, I certainly wasn't ready for a baby, but now I wish I could take it back.

I whisper apologies to my stomach, as if the baby might somehow be able to hear me, praying to whoever is out there to somehow save my baby, regardless of what it might mean for me.

Getting up proves difficult, but I drag myself into the shower, then back into my room to focus on the notes of dreams. I'm so thankful Gale wrote them down now, but it's still weird knowing these are memories of a life I don't remember.

Darius brings me food and sits with me for a while, asking if I'm ok because I look pale, but I just pretend I didn't sleep well and eventually he leaves when Merida makes an appearance.