As Lilith lay sat on her bed, her mind whirling, the hours stretched into an eternity.
Finally, after three long, restless hours, sleep claimed her, though even the solace of dreams could not erase the words of Morgana.
* * *
The dawn of a new morning began with a drizzle.
Lilith had woken up about fifteen minutes ago but was still reluctant to get out of bed.
The cold atmosphere combined with the sound of raindrops was the perfect combination for lazing around.
Meanwhile, Dracula was in the sitting room, preparing some of his company documents.
Lilith stomach grumble in hunger as she got up and grabbed her phone from the nightstand, checking for any important messages that might have come in while she was sleeping.
Lilith couldn't help but frown, discovering that all the messages that came through her phone were mostly from Laura and the rest was from the group chat of the artist's department.
Exhaling!