Chapter 178

Bellatrix woke up to the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom. For the first minute or so, she didn't move. She stared at the ceiling, with only one thought going through her mind. Her night had been totally horrible. She tossed and turned most of it, Damien's words replaying in her mind like some overheard music that she could seem to turn off. By the time she felt exhausted, truly exhausted, the sky was already dancing with light. And if she was to accurately guess how long ago she'd fallen asleep... She glanced at the digital clock on her nightstand. The white numbers stared back at her; 8:39 AM. That was approximately 3 hours ago. She'd only gotten 3 hours of sleep. Great. Sighing, she pulled the duvet off her body and sat up, leg handing out of her bed. Her eyes travelled in the direction of the couch and she found it empty. No Cillian, just a blanket neatly folded. Her eyes drifted towards the bathroom, then after a few seconds, she looked away, sighing heavily and reach