KIRA
I could not sleep, not even close.
I turned away from the ceiling and propped myself up on my elbows. Across the room, Kathryn was curled tightly in her bed, her breathing slow and even. She had come in from training and gone straight down, barely managing to pull the covers over herself before she was out. I had lain there watching the ceiling ever since, turning the day over and over without arriving anywhere useful.
From the meeting; Thomas's voice before I had even opened the door. Devon stopping him. The seer's eyes on me throughout, reading whatever she read. My own voice saying I want to train with Devon.
And finally, Devon saying I accept in a voice that gave nothing away.
I swallowed hard.
I had no one to talk to. No one I could tell how suffocating everything felt. I sighed quietly, the sound barely audible.
Maybe fresh air would help. Something other than the ceiling, or maybe I just needed to get out of this room before my thoughts swallowed me whole.
