Lyla turned around on the large king-sized bed,her body tangled in the silken sheets. She had tried to fall asleep but the more she tried the harder it was. Time seemed to move very slowly, leaving her staring at the ceiling, watching its intricate design. Her eyes moved to the window, watching how the curtains swayed to the wind. She saw the curtain move as though someone was there but when she stared longer,the curtain remained still except from the slight sway of the wind.
Probably the wind. It's extra windy these days… she thought to herself sighing tiredly.
But again she noticed the curtains move slowly as if being pulled to the side. Her breath caught in her throat and she immediately sat up pulling her body against the bed rest.
