That night, Eveline was unable to sleep a wink because her nightmares were waking her up and preventing her from falling back asleep.
With a growl, Eveline continued to turn and toss until the sun rose above the horizon.
Even though it was still early, Eveline felt a lot of time had passed and finally she decided to get out of bed.
She slid the door open, then walked out onto the balcony, leaning against the railing. Her eyes instantly closed and she breathed in some fresh air.
The fatigue was visible; even the bags from the sleepless night were prominent but who cares? All Eveline wanted was to erase that hurtful memory and start her day all over again.
Not that she was not accustomed to it, but each time she thought back on the suffering she endured at that specific moment in her life, she felt as though she would die a thousand times over.
