Chapter Sixty-Eight: She's Gone Because Of You.

Marya stirred in her sleep, as her eyes slightly flinched from the streaks of sunlight that came through her window. It was morning already, and looking at the time she had overslept which made her yanked the covers off her, and stood up immediately.

But that was a wrong move on her part, because she fell back down on the bed, while wincing in pain as she clutched her head with her two hands. It felt as if there's a concert show going off in her head, because at this point she was convinced that this was not any normal headache.

She didn't remember drinking last night, and neither did she stay up so late at night to not have enough rest. Until something clicked in her head, and he looked at the window immediately to see that it was open. There was no glass against it. 

What happened?

She asked nobody in particular, the house was unusually quiet, and her husband didn't come back to town yesterday so it was just her and Narika yesterday.