#CHAPTER 92: Sneaking In

MILA I was once again left behind. After Felix and the armies left for the border, I went back up to our bed. My hope was to get a nap in, but I mostly just ended up sobbing. I had just sent my husband away to war–and I had no idea when or if he would even be returning. My world felt like it was crashing around me. Whenever I closed my eyes, all I could see was Felix’s bloodied body lying somewhere in the fields of Fresonia, slain by his brother. Maybe my dreams were not memories–maybe they were some sort of premonition of his death. I had to get to him. I haphazardly started throwing items into a small suitcase and called Isla. Thankfully, she picked up right away. “Mila? Why are you calling me from your honeymoon? Go back to your husband!” Isla exclaimed. My eyes filled with tears at the mention of my honeymoon. Yet another thing Charles had stolen from me. “I’m not on my honeymoon,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. “There