One last time
Emily
I woke before my alarm, the silence of the apartment pressing against my ears.
For a few seconds, I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling while the ticking of the clock beside me seemed to be the only sound in the room.
Today was the last day I'd be staying here.
The thought alone made my chest tighten.
I let out a slow breath, sat up, and rubbed a hand over my face before glancing at the clock on the bedside table.
6:15 am.
Swinging my legs over the bed, I slipped into my slippers and walked to the window. The city was only beginning to wake. A few cars moved lazily along the road below while the orange glow of sunrise slowly stretched across the buildings.
I rested my forehead against the cool glass.
By this time tomorrow, I'd be legally married to Seth
