Ria closed her eyes again. Sleep would not come. No matter how she tried,
the nightmares from Hilario's world kept invading her thoughts and she found
herself
shaking under the sheets. Sweat was pouring down her face.
She opened her eyes, lunged for her robe hanging on the side, and struggled
into
the soft silky red fabric hugging the fabric close to her as she searched for
her
slippers.
