章 39: Threads of Connection

Rome, Italy.

Alliana's pov:

Souline and I had fallen asleep after an emotional night. My leg throbbed with a sharp, stinging pain, making me quiver slightly. It felt as if someone had poured salt into an open wound. I shifted slightly and glanced to my right, finding Souline still curled up in sleep. I needed to use the bathroom.

Carefully, I moved the covers away and tried to stand. The moment my weight shifted, a sharp pain shot through my leg, forcing me to grip the nightstand for support. I gritted my teeth, trying not to startle Souline, and took slow, careful steps toward the bathroom, wincing with each movement.

I pushed the door open and stepped inside, flipping on the light. The brightness stung my tired eyes as I made my way to the bathroom. After using the restroom, I washed my hands and glanced up at the mirror. The sight made me disgusted; my dried mascara was clumped in messy streaks.