Through the curtains, I could see the first rays of sunlight slowly cresting the horizon. But Eryon hadn't moved an inch. My eyes had closed a few times while reading—the adrenaline that had kept me awake had long since worn off. 

Nevertheless, I stayed awake all night, even though it was extremely exhausting. Tiredness had never been something I was good at handling.

The only thing I did during those hours was take care of Lou once. He had eaten all his food and drunk every last drop of his water. He seemed to be feeling better, so I opened the door so he could go out—after all, he had...