Elena's POV

I had been looking at the same page of the same book for forty minutes.

I hadn't read a single word.

I closed it, placed it on the nightstand, and stared at the ceiling. The room was silent; the kind of silence that has texture, that presses against your ears and makes the inside of your head sound considerably louder in comparison.

I had arrived home, changed my clothes, and told the staff I didn't want to be disturbed. Then I had gotten into bed at two in the afternoon like someon