~Dahlia's POV~
My sleep wasn't peaceful. It wasn't even anything close to being restful as nightmares of my stay in the dungeon plagued me like a relentless demon.
And then there was Ms Jennifer. The devil's incarnate sent from the absolute pits of Tartarus who plagued my sleep too. Her vile words lashed at me even in my supposed rest, striking me with a kind of fear that I wouldn't even feel in real life.
Groaning, I pushed myself into a sitting position and my eyes nearly fell out of its sockets when a head full with fiery ginger hair appeared in my line of sight.
I shrieked; "Amara!"
But my daughter only smiled widely at me, her beautiful green eyes brimming with unshed tears. "Mommy! You're awake!"
"What are you doing here?" I gasped, "…and why are you standing so far away from me?"