Molly
Sunlight spills across my face, dragging me slowly out of sleep.
I stretch under the blankets and instinctively turn to the side, expecting to feel the solid warmth of Charles beside me.
Instead my hand meets cold sheets.
I frown. The space next to me is empty.
I push myself up on my elbows, glancing around the room. The bathroom door is slightly open.
“Charles?” I murmur.
No answer.
He must be in the shower.
I slide out of bed and walk toward the bathroom, but when I step inside, the room is empty. No steam. No running water.
Huh.
Well… I’m already here.
I grab my toothbrush and quickly brush my teeth before stepping under the shower. The warm water runs down my body, waking me fully. My muscles are still a little sore from yesterday…and from last night…but it’s a good
