Trinity's POV
I woke to the empty stretch of silk sheets beside me. The realization hit me like a cybertruck, the warmth was gone and so was he.
I reached across the bed anyway, fingers curling into the dent left by Nasir’s body. Disappointment tightened something in my chest. I didn’t know why I expected him to stay.
Maybe because, for the first time in forever, I hadn’t woken up from a nightmare. Maybe because his arms around me had felt safer than any walls ever had. It filled me with so much comfort, I never wanted it to end.
But of course, good things never last.
I sighed, dragging myself out of bed. The early sunlight filtered through the curtains in lazy gold streaks. Everything felt too quiet.
The hot spray of the shower didn’t ease the ache behind my ribs. My muscles rememb
