She also dreamed that he said a lot of things to her, but she did not hear them.

In the dream, she told him to speak louder because she could not hear him, but his mouth simply continued to open and close. She was unable to hear a single word and had been incredibly anxious.

Mrs. Lane turned to look at Serenity, then turned back to her work.

“I sent your sister and Sonny home yesterday evening and stayed overnight at their place. I really have no clue if Mr. York came back or not.”

Serenity smacked her own head. “Right, you didn’t come home. Ugh, my head hurts. Mrs. Lane, can you please make me a bowl of hangover soup? No, I’m going to take a painkiller. My head is killing me.”

Serenity turned and slipped out of the kitchen.

Acting completely naturally, she wandered into the guest room and found the medicine box to grab a bottle of painkillers.

“Headache?”

Her sister’s voice resounded.

Serenity was startled that she almost dropped the bottle.

“I have a headache from not sleep