I could scarcely sleep for the few days after our argument. The worry and the fear of my power kept me up along with the fact that I didn't sleep in Xaviers and I's room. I slept outside in the tent with Aura and her children. It was always so busy and so I didn't have much time in the day to dwell on my thoughts, thoughts of him. But at night when I lay in my cot in silence with nothing but the darkness I thought of him and I thought of the future.
It weighed down on me like a blanket made of steel. My afternoons and evenings were spent with Killian. He knew something had happened between Xavier and I but he didn't ask. Every lesson I tired my hardest to hone my power and get control of it. I tired to project it and extend it and after every lesson I improved but not by much. I still wasn't near where I think I had to be in order to be prepared.
Time was not on my side.