Truth and Lies

ARYA’S POV The sound of birds chirping pulled me from sleep and it was an annoyingly cheerful sound that made me want to bury my head under a pillow and ignore the world for another few hours. I groaned, stretching my arms above my head and yawning so wide my jaw cracked. My neck was stiff, my back ached, and when I finally opened my eyes, filtered sunlight was streaming through unfamiliar windows. Where was I? The memories crashed back all at once and I realized I had fallen asleep in the chair next to his bed. But when I sat up quickly, I realized two things: First, someone had covered me with a soft blanket at some point during the night. Second, the bed beside me was empty. "Giovanni?" I called out, my voice hoarse from sleep. There was no answer. I jumped to my feet, the blanket falling to the floor, and rushed toward the door. My bare feet padded against the cold floor, I had apparently kicked off my shoes at some point but I was too alarmed to care about slippers.