It had been days, and Mina's nightmares were getting worse. Two nights before, her dream affected her so greatly that she became physically ill and spilled the little contents that were in her stomach. Ian did not know how to help, but he felt the need to try something. He had spoken to Jeremy, and the man told him that Mina was likely exhausted.
Unfortunately for Mina, sleep was the problem and the solution. Ian wheeled her into his study and helped her sit in the armchair he used to read when he did not feel like sitting behind his desk. He waited for her to make herself comfortable before he spoke.
