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Marcus I’m exhausted—Goddess, I have never been this sleep-deprived in my entire life. My eyes feel like they’re full of sand, and my brain is a fog, but I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world. It’s some hour of the night; the hospital is quiet, and the only light comes from the soft glow of the monitors.

Apart from the name, all I see and encounter daily is work and all the work drains my energy force and that is bad for me! Very bad for me!

The empty classroom two doors down. Lior closed the door behind them and turned and looked at him — standing in the middle of the room with his hands in his pockets, that closed expression, that jaw — and felt everything she'd been sitting with for days come up to the surface where she couldn't push it back down. "Can we stop this." Her voice came out direct. Tired in the specific way of someone who has been carrying something they didn't sign up for. "I'm exhausted. I can't do this anymore." She looked at him. "I want the old Keal back."

I'm so tired of feeling like this when it comes to him Why do I always feel like this?

“You keep talking about this like everything is ending tomorrow.” I nodded immediately. “Because it is ending soon, and that’s exactly why you’re panicking.” He scoffed at me. “Panicking? Is that what you think this is?” I shook my head and laughed again. “No, actually I don’t think anymore because you’ve exhausted me.” His face changed slightly at that. “What is that supposed to mean?” I took a deep breath before answering him because I was genuinely tired. “It means I’m tired of the excuses, tired of the arrangements, tired of the conditions and tired of every single thing you keep throwing at me whenever I get close to finally being free.”

It is too much for me. I cry out, and everything goes black.

Relief. And exhaustion…

“I don’t know how the hell you do it,” Annie sighs as she falls onto the couch. “What do you mean?” I ask, handing her a drink and sitting next to her. She takes a large swig and sets it on the table, “all of it. The kids, the husband, making it all look effortless. I’m fucking exhausted and I only have one kid. I don’t know how you do it with two.” “Annie,” I say softly, putting my hand on hers. “I’m fucking exhausted too.”

Ironwolf I was utterly exhausted. The past month had been relentless, journeying across the continent, and addressing the myriad concerns and troubles plaguing my empire. “Endless conflicts and issues… I’m starting to grow weary of it all,” I muttered to myself, sinking into my seat as we made camp for the night. The day's travel had been long, and darkness encroached upon us.