After she left the Rowles" house the night before, she tried to sleep alone in the empty bed. Exhausted and worried almost out of her wits, she hadn't been able to doze more than a few minutes here and there since the night before her son was attacked. Waiting and hoping for her husband to come to their temporary home so they could talk took more out of her than she realized. But even then, she wasn't able to fall asleep. She kept looking over at the empty side of the bed where Antonin should've been and worrying about where he was. Eventually she gave up even trying. Dragging a blanket to the front room, she laid down on the sofa, hoping that she could fall asleep there.