~CELINE'S POV~

The second my body hit the mattress, I let out a deep breath, one of those breaths that carry the weight of an entire day. My muscles screamed in protest, but I didn't care.

Sleep was all I needed. 

Caesar had knocked out the second his stomach was full, and I should've followed right after him. But exhaustion wasn't the only thing pressing against me. 

It was everything. 

The weight of today. The weight of tomorrow. The weight of having to wake up and do it all over ...