Alien Prince Charming: A Sci-Fi Alien Fairy Tale Romance (Trilyn Alien Fairy Tales Book 1) by Zara Zenia

Author:Zara Zenia [Zenia, Zara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Amy

My toes felt frozen and I woke up to the sensation of being stabbed by a thousand pins and needles in my arm. I had passed out in the same position that I had fallen into when I collapsed onto the sofa-bed. I must have been out cold for hours.

I tried to shake the sensation off, but it lingered, nerves firing up and down my arm and into my side. My hand trembled as I went to rehydrate my coffee granules. I took a deep breath, but it felt shaky. I was out of my element, feeling loopy and melancholy.

You can’t keep this up much longer and you know it.

I was hardly sleeping, barely eating, and spending my time wrapped in a tight coil of worry. Not that self-care was something I’d ever been good about, but this was stretching the limits of what my body could take. But what choice did I have? It wasn’t as if I had any fresh ideas on how to retrieve my sister, safe and sound and in one piece.

No one had need for an unreferenced refugee domestic worker, and with the stress of knowing money was going to dry up soon along with the constant fear for Corinne’s wellbeing looming over me, it was hard to focus. I was nearing the breaking point. I felt like I was stumbling into brick wall after brick wall with no relief, or no break in the clouds on my destitute horizon.

Steam drifted in front of my face, carrying with it the distinctive smell of sweet caffeine, my only friend these days. I ripped into a pack of cheap salt-crackers and made the most out of the meager meal. I could hardly taste them on my tongue. The only thing I could taste lately was the brink of disaster and the gloomy bleakness of my future. I tried not to let my situation rob me of happiness, but what was there to feel joy about? I was immobilized and stagnant, wishing for a reunion with Corinne that I feared would never come.

It was the wrong time to think about it, but I couldn’t help remembering all the delicious smells and foods in the kitchens on Gardax’s ship. True, I’d rarely gotten to eat anything there. Darla would have flayed any of us alive for sneaking a bite, but occasionally, something would burn or come out wrong and the staff would get a taste of the good stuff.

My mouth watered at the memory and my stomach growled. I was creeping into starvation mode. All I had to do was feel my bones poking through my skin and the pang of hunger in my gut to realize that.

If only it was the food that I missed most, but it wasn’t. Dreams of Gardax invaded even my waking hours—a symptom, perhaps, of the sleep deprivation. Maybe it was just my mind trying to gently nudge me back to a place where I wasn’t teetering on the edge of self-destruction. If I could cloud my mind with fantasy, the vibrant spark inside me would remain alive.

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