Chapter 14

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Hi there! I know it's been a long while since I last uploaded. I only have 2 weeks left of school before finals, and I'll be free for Christmas vacations. So, I'll be quite busy the next couple of weeks, but I've been planning great chapters for vacations.

Oh, and by the way, since Taylor Swift dropped her new album, do expect me to relate her songs to any chapter ;)

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Diana woke up and sat down on her bed. Even though the general air conditioner was on, she felt her body sweaty. She uncovered her legs from the sheets and glanced at the clock: 10:48 p.m. It wasn't that late. As always, Emma and Isabella were peacefully sleeping. How could those girls do that? She laid down on her bed, rubbing her eyes.

The dream she'd had was different than every dream she'd ever had. She was sure that the woman was her mother, Artemis, and that the little baby was Diana herself. But, a question kept returning to her mind. Had that scene actually happened, or was it only something her mind had invented? Perhaps all the doubts she had had since she had arrived were shaping her dreams.

She stood up, certain that that night was going to be another one that she was not going to sleep. She went to the bathroom to clean her sweaty face and wrap her hair in a messy bun. She looked outside the window to see the moon, but she couldn't.

She closed the bathroom door, put her tennis shoes on, and walked out of the room. As usual, the hallway was empty. Almost unconsciously, she traced the familiar path that led to the field. She walked out, and could finally see the moon. A quarter moon, almost hidden by some clouds.

"Hey," a voice surprised her. Hylla was sitting down on the same spot Diana had seen her nights back, her back resting on the warehouse wall. The first thought Diana had when seeing her silhouette was: what if Hylla thought she was stalking her or something like that?

"Hi," Diana wasn't sure what to do. If she left, it would seem weird. "Do you come here every night?" She asked.

Hylla took some seconds to answer, and Diana wished she could see her expression. "Sometimes," she said. "I find it difficult to sleep."

Diana understood that. Sometimes even the medicines were not enough to make her go to sleep when her anxiety was too strong.

"The night is the only time I have to think about anything other than work," Hylla continued.

"I understand," was the only thing Diana could think of saying. She hesitated before sitting beside her, like she had done before. When she sat down, Diana saw through the corner of her eye how Hylla's hair was wet, and she smelled like coconut soap. "I was sleeping, but I had this dream..." Diana wasn't sure if she could open up about her dream, nor express the concerns she had. "It was weird, and I couldn't go back to sleep."

Hylla nodded, finally turning her head to look at Diana. And as it always happened, Diana paralyzed under Hylla's stare. Hylla seemed as if she was going to say something, but she changed her mind and looked down at the floor.

They sat there for what seemed like a long time, Diana looking at the sky, trying to ignore the fact that the Queen was sitting beside her.

"How are you feeling so far?" Hylla asked suddenly. "With the training," she specified.

Diana laughed, flashbacks of the few classes she had taken coming back to her mind like waves. "Well, I could be doing better, way better. But I'm not surprised by my performance, I have no condition and never in my life had I done as much exercise as I have in the past few days."

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