With the butler who had left the room, Penny sank back to sit on the bed. Her stomach felt full, waiting for Damien she took a look at the clock on the wall that continued to tick its hand forward. Letting her lie down with her back hitting the surface of the bed she looked at her reflection above at the ceiling of the bed. The mirror reflecting her worried self as her mind drifted back towards her dream.
Penny didn't know what to make of it. With the memories of the image turning blur, she felt her head starting to ache like a splitting ache which would break her head in two halves. Pushing them away, she closed her while holding her forehead with her hand with closed eyes. Waiting for Damien, her eyes drifted back close even though it had been barely more than half an hour since she woke up.
