The sun peeked in through the windows of the pool house. I opened my eyes, my face still ached from all the emotion from the night before. I felt Holden beside me, his hand on my hip. My phone lay on the table next to me. I grabbed it to see f*******: notifications, emails, and a text from Ali.
Please, call me when you wake up and let me know you're okay.
I got out of bed, put on a comfortable pair of white leggings, a tank top, a kimono, and sandals, and went out by the pool. The weather was starting to get warm. Perhaps it would be a nice day for a swim to get my energy up. I sat on one of the chaise lounges under the canopy and tapped my phone. It rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's me."
"Hey! How are you feeling this morning?" Ali's voice was filled with empathy.
"I'm better now that I've
