Before I Go To Sleep Book の小説・ストーリー

I wonder if I can still sleep at this rate. I decided to go to the kitchen and drink warm milk. My mom used to give me warm milk before bedtime when I was young, saying that it will make me sleep faster. This will be my last resort since I have already counted thousands of sheep a while ago. I went back to bed hoping I could sleep soon. I woke up in the morning feeling tired. I have to prepare for work and make myself busy. Friday is two days from now which means I have two days to wait for him. Or maybe he will be tired on Friday so I can see him the next day.

Guys like him didn't go for girls like me. We said our good nights outside my dorm and I headed back in, my mind still full of everything that had happened. I needed to focus on what I had to do before bed. Bed. The thought of it made me super sleepy all of a sudden. By the time I walked into mine and Teighlors room all I could think of was sleep. I took off my shoes and climbed into bed. I didn't care about anything else but sleep.

When I got home, I was very tired. The whole day had drained me completely. My legs felt heavy as I walked through the front door. The house was warm and quiet. I kicked off my shoes and went upstairs to check on my children. Lila and Elias were sleeping peacefully in their room. I stood there for a few minutes, just watching them. I bent down and kissed their foreheads lightly, careful not to wake them. Then I went to my own room, changed into my comfortable night clothes, and fell into bed immediately. Sleep came fast because of how tired I was. I didn’t even have time to think about Adrian or the merger before my eyes closed.

Mom is very kind and always gives daddy what he wants. "Mommy, I'm going to sleep." I lay down on the bed while he was holding a book. "Alright, Rain. I'll be right here next to you. I'll just read a book to relax." I closed my eyes because I was really sleepy.

God I couldn't wait for when the kids went to sleep tonight. I needed him to drill me into place. The end Peep the next chapters to get a sneak peek at my upcoming books...

It was already 9 pm, and I was really tired, but the book was so interesting, demigods, minotaurs, camp half blood . As much as I wanted to keep on reading, I couldn't, last night I didn't get much sleep and its all coming back right now. Its not like I've been so busy today, I haven't done anything, I was more sleepy than I was tired. Sighing, I marked my page, 237, and placed it on the sofa and headed towards my room. But not before I made sure to close all the curtains in the cottage. Especially the one in my room. It was the creepiest. I shut the door and crawled up the bed and under the blanket. The bed was much warmer and more comfortable than yesterday, but I couldn't help but feel th

Then, I lay beside him once he was fully settled and comfortable. “Mommy, tell me a bedtime story,” “Now?” “Yes. It will help me sleep faster. Also, nobody has told me bedtime stories since you left…” ‘since I left to prison…’ I wanted to say it out loud but I didn’t. The tears I’d been holding accidentally fell out of my eye, and I sniffed discreetly. “Of course.” I cleared my throat and began. “Story, story, story time. There was a far, far away land, and a King ruled a nation known as Anthill, filled with so many people who called themselves Anthillians.”

I said a little prayer before changing and going back to bed. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

"Good night, mi vida." "Good night." I stand on tiptoes to give him a hug and another kiss on the cheek, then go upstairs. I'm tired too, relaxed from the day at the spa and full of sake and sushi. I get ready for bed, washing my face and slipping into my favorite pajamas before getting into bed and reaching for a book. I read for about an hour before I can't keep my eyes open any longer. I switch off the light and am almost asleep when I hear a sudden noise downstairs, something like a cry of pain, followed by a heavy thud.

Some hours later:- Trisha closed the bedtime story book. She looked at her son, who was sleeping soundly beside her. It was their daily routine. Rain likes to hear stories before sleeping. Before, he didn't have to do that because back in their apartment, Rain preferred Zee instead of Trisha to read the story for him. "His mom doesn't know how to read the story in a cool way," he explained. Trisha pecked her son's brow, admiring his sleeping form.