Fifty-Eight

VALERIA

There was no break between sleeping and waking. One moment I was deeply asleep, the next my eyes were wide open, staring at the pattern my beside lamp made on the ceiling. I had a vague memory of a dream with Dimitri in it, but what he was saying and what he had been doing in my dreams, I couldn't remember. I reached behind me to fluff the pillows under my head. I shifted in bed, trying to get into a more comfortable position. From the small clock on the table, I saw that it was 2 a.m in the morning. There was still a lot of time before I had to wake up. I closed my eyes, but after twenty minutes, I gave up trying to get some sleep.

Since it was a chilly night, at the last moment, I grabbed a robe from the back of a chair before heading out the door. My footsteps echoed on the tiles as I made my way to the balcony. The house was so silent that one could hear a pin drop. A chilly, but pleasant breeze played around my skin, lifted strands of my hair. I lifted my face up to the