(Author's POV)
"Should I call Dr. Hayden again?" Yelena face was etched with concern. She was scared shitless when she saw Myra's restless face when she was sleeping.
Just like yesterday, Yelena was sleeping beside Myra. At about three thirty-five in the morning, she was woken up by Myra's rough panting. She seemed distressed in her sleep and kept mumbling something which Yelena could not quite comprehend at first.
She looked at Myra's forehead and her pajamas, they were damp as they were soaked in sweat despite the air conditioner was keeping the room relatively cool.
Yelena gently shook Myra's shoulder at first and called out to her, "Myra …... hey ... wake up. Are you having another nightmare?"
But the latter's actions became more frantic. She was huffing and puffing as if someone was after her life. Yelena got super worried for her friend and didn't knew what to do.
