|Innaya|
I stretched my limbs lazily before I opened my eyes. Last night I got the proper, much-needed sleep and all because of Eshan. I dragged myself into a sitting position as I looked for him. He was not in the room and neither in the washroom as I could see the door of bathroom latched from outside.
Where was he? I tried to not to let my mind wander on the reasons behind all the happenings.
Yesterday started on a bad point, spoiling my day and night, but who knew later the very same night would end up bringing us emotionally closer.
I would soon have to talk with the Doctor regarding these increasing episodes and nightmares. 'The intensity and frequency of them have increased and I do not have it in me to bear them any longer. I do not want to have my days or nights with other episodes.'
With those thoughts on my mind, I walked to the bathroom hurriedly, as soon as I noticed it was nine thirty. I was so late.
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