Novel & Cerita Sering Merasa Ngantuk Dan Lelah

Longing with the hint of disappointment. I rubbed my temples, feeling an ache behind my eyes, and let out a long sigh, trying to ease the building pressure. “You OK, Lam’s?” my best friend asked. I opened my eyes to see her concerned look as she peered at me with a scowl. “Yeah, honestly just really tired. I feel like I could sleep for a week, I think with the climax of the war, the crawlers, I just haven’t had time to stop and take a moment in the past few months.” I tried to wave it off, but I was getting concerned about myself at that point.

Despite that, I still felt a bit tired. I slump down on my bed and take a deep breath. Have you ever felt like you don’t have the energy to do anything? Like, all you want to do is lie down all day and do nothing? That’s how I feel right now. I don’t want to think about anything or do anything. I just want some peace and quiet.

Luca’s POV I wake up feeling utterly drained, my body heavy with fatigue and my heart weighed down with sorrow. I lie there for a moment, staring blankly at the ceiling, wishing I could sleep for just a little longer, if only to avoid facing the reality of today. The exhaustion isn’t just physical. It’s emotional. Mental. It’s like I’ve been running a marathon in my heart for five years, and now that I’ve collapsed, no one’s there to catch me.

“And I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions instead of talking to you.” With that settled, my exhaustion from the day—no, the week, or maybe even… hell, I don’t even know how long it’s been—seems to finally set in. My eyelids feel heavy, and my knees feel weak. “I should get to bed,” I murmur, gesturing over my shoulder. “And so should you.”