Nicole..
I woke up to a faint whisper of my name. It wasn’t loud. I hung my head in anticipation of it, and soon I thought it was just a dream, but the voice called my name once more.
I glanced around the dark room, the soft, cool sheets clung to my skin, and the scent of Zach’s cologne lingered in the air, reminding me of the intense, almost surreal moment we had shared not too long ago together q. But what had happened after that? I couldn’t remember. The fog in my mind was thick, leaving everything feeling fragmented.
“Nicole…” the whisper came again, this time a little louder, as if it was coming from right outside the window.
I shivered, the hair on my arms rising, giving me goose bumps. I wanted to tell myself that I was just imagining things. It had to be my mind playing tricks
