In the dim hush of her bedroom, Eleanor lay motionless under the weight of her duvet, the digital clock on her nightstand glowing 2:47 AM in sterile red numerals. The house was old, a Victorian relic she’d inherited from her aunt, creaking with the ghosts of settling foundations and wind-swept eaves. Insomnia had […]The post A Night Time Visitor appeared first on HG Tudor - Knowing The Narcissist - The World's No.1 Resource About Narcissism.