Hazel's body lay curled up on the narrow bed, her face stained with tears. She had finally exhausted herself from crying and had fallen into a fitful sleep. Her mind was still reeling from the events of the day, and her heart felt heavy with grief.

The small, plain room was a far cry from the luxurious suite she was used to, and Hazel felt like she was being punished. She missed the comfort and security of her old bed, and the cold, hard mattress in this new room only added to her misery.

As she slept, Hazel's mind was filled with vivid dreams of Noah and her sisters, all...