Lilith's POV
She couldn't sleep.
This was becoming a pattern.
Not the bad kind of sleeplessness....not the three-am-staring-at-bills kind she'd lived with for years in the apartment. This was different. Restless. Her body too warm underneath the blankets, her mind turning over and over without landing on anything specific. Just....awake. Alert in a way that felt almost anticipatory, like her body was waiting for something she hadn't been told about yet.
She gave up at half past one.
Pulled on a sweater and her socks and padded out of the suite into the dark corridor. The estate at night was quiet.
She took the back stairs down to the ground floor.
