Khalida takes his dish and cleans it. She frowns. “What’s wrong?”

Asa smiles. “I like that. Victor. What’s your other nickname?” 

Sorcha smiles softly, but she still can’t seem to fall asleep. Then after a while, she closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and drifts asleep.

Layla sighs and frowns. “I know it’s the truth, but I can’t seem to accept it.”