Rhiannon POV
When I woke the next morning, the sun was already spilling through the curtains. But that wasn’t what baffled me. My whole body ached like I had run a marathon overnight.
And no, I wasn’t exaggerating.
Every movement felt heavy, like my limbs weren’t mine anymore. My body refused to cooperate, wanting to go back to sleep even when all I wanted to do was stand up. And then, just as I forcefully turned around, catching a faint whiff of a familiar cologne in my sheet, the memory of last night came crashing back like a heavy wave during a storm.
Holy Freak!
My eyes flew open, and I darted my gaze across the room, panic surging through me for a certain reason.
The space beside me was empty, not as expected. I reached out and touched the space, but there was no warmth left. No
