I find myself nodding, too exhausted to argue, too defeated to think past this night. I just want to lie down and lose myself to unconsciousness. Tomorrow, I’ll weed through the chaos of this night. Tomorrow, I’ll find my fight again.
Tonight, just give me the mercy of sleep.
I lie back against the bed and close my eyes while he’s still in the room. It seems like a stupid move. No sensible person should close their eyes on a man like him.
But I do. Because deep, deep down I don’t believe he will hurt me.
Then again, I didn’t think Adrian would hurt me, either.
Milana fixes me with charcoal eyes. “This is the third day in a row that she hasn’t eaten a thing. Not even a piece of toast.”
“It won’t last,” I say without looking up from my computer.
“I wouldn’t be so sure. Your little stu
