She laid on the chairs she had put together in that darkened corner. Her back hurt slightly on the uncomfortable makeshift bed. Still for that while it would suffice. Breathing deeply, she felt her muscles gradually relaxed. The sound of conversations became soft murmurs in her ears. She kept her eyes open nevertheless. 15 minutes, she reminded herself, trying to resist the temptations to drift into the oblivion, and to think forbidden thoughts. Difficult, as she was almost hoping, that she would feel him there, in the darkness of that corner, behind the curtains, even for just a second, brushing his lips against hers.