"Help me, Zey, please." Hera was tired. She was sick of the same nightmares that seemed to be real each time. The first time she had had them, she was still with Nishai, and she had trashed her room in the process.
She felt caged, and she didn't know what to do to make it all better. She had just reunited with her people, but everything seemed to be trying to pin her down.
The only thing she could do at this moment was pick herself up and work harder. Keep her focus elsewhere, and ensure Alexei would never go back to what it once was. She couldn't handle seeing small kids clinging onto the bodies of their dead parents.
Her nightmares haunted her.
They made her feel like she was responsible for her state, and each time she had them, she felt worse by the minute.
Zeynep had always been there for her, but was that even enough?
