Chapter 64

I wake up in my own bed. Well, once again ON my bed, with a throw over me, and yet again, it's mid-morning and I cannot remember anything after falling asleep. There's no way I just slept right through from five p.m., but as I check my bedside clock it flashes nine forty-three a.m. at me and I rub my eyes in disbelief. I didn't dream, no night terrors, no crazy shadows and monsters dragging me out of slumber—a silent dreamless sleep that almost never happened before I came back here. This is happening more and more lately and I feel refreshed from a full night's rest. I am still wearing yesterday's dress, so Alexi must have brought me through and put me to bed at some point. This is getting to be a habit for him, and I sit and ponder for a moment the fact that he didn't even try to wake me or do anything beyond let me sleep. I still don't trust him, but somehow, lately … I don't hate him quite so much either. He keeps showing me glimpses of another side, and as much as I