Chapter 38: Tattle-Tale

Ellis was trying her best to sleep. However, she ended up staring at the dark ceiling. She had learned to read the script on the ceiling and knew it to be a Zothean romantic poem. She was still unclear about the meaning of it.

Her body was still overcome with exhaustion, but she was still unused to not having Logan beside her. She missed the sound of his purring, the sound of his heartbeat when she pressed her head to his chest. She missed the feeling of his tail wrapped around her arm or ankle as if even in sl