[~♣RAEGAN♣~]
I stir when I catch a familiar scent. It was sweet and warm and caused a deep aching stir in my gut. But not the kind of ache you get from a stomach trouble. It’s the kind of sensation you feel when you know someone that means the world to you is close.
And I feel it, in every fiber of my being as her scent washes over me like rain on a steep hill.
My eyes peel open and her close proximity jerks me up. I blink, assuming her presence was a façade and that my desperate need for her must have conjured my mind to dream her up and placed her here. After all, it was in her bedroom that I had purged myself into, on her bed, where the sheets still had her scent on.
It was the closest I could get to being close to her after falling prey to her scorn. I had wanted to apologize, for
