I woke up before I meant to, not fully, just enough to realize where I was and why. My head was still resting against Rhett’s chest, his arm steady behind me, not holding me there but not moving either. The room was quiet, soft morning light coming through the window, everything calmer than it should’ve been. For a second, it felt normal. Then everything came back. Derek. The texts. The car. My chest tightened slightly, my body tensing before I could stop it. “You’re alright.” I lifted my head slowly, sitting up. “Yeah.” It came out quiet, more real than last night. The house didn’t stay quiet long. A truck pulled up outside, then another. Rhett was already standing before I could ask. “That’ll be Jace.” I nodded, my stomach still tight. Not panic. Not anymore. Just waiting. The do

