Astrid, now in her chemise, climbed up the bed as she prepared to sleep. Her mind played all that happened during the day, and she still couldn't believe that there was such a conspiracy to tear down Yinia.
Yes, the peace they have was only a figment of their imaginations, but it was better that way to have the little canopy torn and shredded, leaving them in utter chaos.
Realizing that she wouldn't get any sleep if her thoughts kept fluctuating like this, she decided to discard them all out of her mind space. She needed to sleep.
