C8 Eight

Leyla's point of view

I felt light trickle into the room, I groaned. My head felt hazy and as I tried to pry my eyes open, I felt a heaviness to them. I sighed thinking about my weird dream.

That was not a dream Layla. Amira chuckled to her.

What are you talking about Amira, of course it was a dream. God knows why I was dreaming of the moon goddess last night. I retorted to Amira