FREYA

I could hardly get a wink of sleep so a few minutes later, I gave up trying to sleep. My waist hurts like crazy and I desperately wished I could get someone to stand on it or massage it. I left the bed to stare out of the window hoping it would be morning soon. The moon was still high above the sky meaning my wish wasn't coming true anytime soon.

I went back to the bed to pick up the book I was reading the night before only to realise I was done reading it, groaning inwardly I left ...