Amelia's Point of View
The next morning, I started to come to very slowly. The sun was slicing through a c***k in the curtains I'd closed somewhere around 4 that morning. It warmed my face and felt blissful. Peyton was lying next to me, I could hear him breathing peacefully. His body was wrapped around mine and I could have stayed that way forever.
My mind was quiet, which allowed me to enjoy the peace that surrounded me. For so long I had woken up cold, wet and hungry. My survival instincts were on high alert as I tried to figure out exactly how I was going to get through the day.
In the early hours of the morning, Peyton and I talked about how we had survived the last six months. I don't know where the conversation came from and at first I wasn't sure it was a good idea to be t
