A Sleepless Night

As she tried to immerse herself in the book, her thoughts kept drifting back to Erica. She knew something was off but couldn’t put her finger on it. This unease loomed over her like a shadow, making it impossible for her to relax.

She was desperately fighting sleep, a part of her yearning for the oblivion of dreams and another part dreading what the silence of the night might reveal. As her eyelids grew heavier, a strange noise shattered the silence, jolting Monica out of her reverie.