It doesn’t take long for Eric to fall asleep on my chest with his arm draped over my torso. I get lost in the soft rhythm of his breathing while I run my fingertips through his snow-colored hair.
But I can’t sleep. I can’t escape the anxious, nagging thoughts that plague me. I want this all to be okay. I want to believe that my brain is just getting in the way of my happiness. Now that the curse is gone, I should be able to just focus on the beauty of what’s happening in my life. I’ve found someone who loves me and wants to spend the rest of his life with me.
Am I just self-sabotaging?
That has to be it. There’s only one person who I can talk to right now, who can calm me down.
Mom? I ask through the telepathic link in my head, Are you still awake?
I pause for a moment waiting for an
