I couldn't believe I was lying next to Bellow, and yet all I could think about was Ryan and Rose. What were they doing in there? Were they laughing? Talking about things they have in common? Sharing intimate moments? The thought of it was driving me insane.

Which in itself was insane. Why could I not sleep after my bone breaking labour all day?

I was supposed to have fainted out of exhaustion, yet I was lying in my bed, with eyes as wide as the owl outside, hooting it's heart away.

I tried to shut my mind off, to focus on Bellow's soft breathing, to imagine us doing something...