*Eliza*
This was getting ridiculous.
I rolled over in bed, staring up at the darkened ceiling. This was the second time I’d slept through the day. My sleep schedule was all over the place. I was sure I’d missed out on something during the evening I spent glued to the mattress, especially since I woke to the sound of aggravated male voices whispering just outside my door.
I stepped out of bed, the muted green dress I was wearing now creased and wrinkled from sleep. I padded slowly to the door, leaning my ear against it.
“He’d be at one of the brothels in the city. Aeris wouldn't be a man that… stay here–” Jared’s voice broke through the stillness of my room, his words slightly distorted by the door.
I threw open the door, much to the surprise of my murderous comrades, who snapped their necks to look at me.
