Adela tossed and turned in her wide, comfortable bed on the night of the farewell ceremony.
"I simply cannot afford another sleepless night," she muttered.
After a soothing bath she spent with Sasha's angelic voice ringing in her head, she decided to take matters into her own hands.
Taking a deep breath, she focused on the connection between them, feeling the bond pulsating, strong and vibrant, like a lifeline connecting their souls. Closing her eyes, she whispered his name softly, calling out to him through their unique connection.
"Egon," she breathed. "Come to me."
As she opened her eyes, a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. The excitement of what she was about to do filled her with anticipation. She knew he would come, just as he did when she called for him before.
