Restless. Sleepless. Hungry. When the night refuses to give me rest, I take what I want instead. What starts as tossing and turning becomes something far more deliberate—my body needing more than sleep, craving him until I finally give in. “This is mine tonight.” Control shifts, desire builds, and release becomes the only cure for my insomnia. N. Somnia: A Journal Entry by Bre Stahls | 890+ words A confessional, intimate, and unapologetically raw piece that turns a sleepless night into something unforgettable.

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