59.The Terror She Couldn't Face

Mia I woke up, feeling cold and pulled my duvet over me. That was strange. What was going on? I clearly remembered that the home heater was on before I went to bed the previous night. I shouldn't be feeling this cold. I pulled the cloth higher over my head but it didn't help. What was the time? I wondered if it was daybreak yet. I couldn't wait for the world to be alive so I could get some breakfast into my body. Maybe I would help with cooking breakfast. I needed some distraction to help me with the bundles of nightmares that I had dealt with. I turned to check the time on my phone and was shocked to see my mum seated beside my bed, staring at me. "Mum," I croaked in surprise. "Why are you here?" "You wouldn't stop screaming all through the night. I had to be here when I couldn't take it anymore to be sure my daughter is fine." I blushed, feeling embarrassed. "I'm sorry to have disturbed you." She flicked her hand, waving my apologies away. "Don't be sorry about that, dear. Anyone can