I Will Be Facing The Imposter

My foot was tingling.

I slowly awoke from my slumber and without opening my eyes, I stretched my legs out to try and decrease the sensation.

I had a habit of sleeping on my side, and sometimes my leg would fall asleep, and I'd wake up being numb.

I heard the chat of men, bustling around the camp.

I knew it had to be night time or they would not be out.

I decided to stay in bed longer before I realized I was alone in the tent.

Fredrick normally held me in bed, therefore he had to be out working already.

I lifted my head and looked around the tent.

I saw two blood bags sitting beside my clothes and I did not doubt that Fredrick wanted me to drink them.

I stretched out my arms before I got up and grabbed a clean pair of clothes.

I didn't have any options, so I went with a neat pair of plain underwear, clean socks, black leggings, and a light purple crop top.

I braided my hair and made a mental note to trim it; if it got any longer, it would go below my bottom.

I didn't have any ma