Chapter 50: Something Quiet, Something Good
Casey awoke, laying in the large, four-poster bed, to a dark room. She’d gotten used to the idea that she would only see sunlight in fleeting glimpses as it rose or fell, and she was certainly used to the idea of never being woken up by the sun again.
She rolled over and felt the other side of the bed to find it empty.
‘I guess Lavinia is already up,’ she thought, fighting off the exhaustion that threatened to drag her back into unconsciousness.
She needed the sleep, Lavinia and she had been up until almost midday, but she desperately wanted to be with Lavinia. Her heart dragged at her chest, willing her body to follow out of bed, sliding into a robe to combat the chill of the house.