Chapter Seventy Seven

JADE'S POV

Falling asleep in a house that's not mine, no matter how comfortable and warm it is in its welcome, I realise, is difficult for me and no matter what I try, I find it impossible to slip into the sweet arms of the oblivion that is sleep.

I toss and turn in the queen sized, poster bed I imagine brings quick sleep to its owner night after night with all that lush softness and a kind of fluffiness that my bed lacks and I wish that it'll just work its magic and grant me the same fate this once.

But everything just seems frustratingly futile, so I just lie there, drowning inside the silence of the night.

I reach around the bed blindly cause I'm too lazy to go on the light instead, searching for my phone, at least that's one trusted company that'll stay with me until I can finally wear myself out enough to fall asleep.

But just as I try to click it on, I realise my battery is flat and the situation is even more peachy, note the sarcasm, because I didn't bring a charger with me when