Fears and Promises

***Marcella***

The bright morning light stings my swollen, exhausted eyes. I let out a soft, miserable groan, pressing the side of my face deeper into the feather pillow. I do not want to wake up. Not after the horrific, vivid nightmares that plagued my every sleeping second. My mind is a chaotic mess of fractured memories and brutal what-ifs. In desperate need of physical grounding, I blindly re