Maddox:
I woke up slow, the morning sun filtering in ita soft, drowsy light. It painted the white bedsheets in amber hues, making everything look dreamlike, frozen in a memory that hadn’t quite faded yet. I felt a grin creeping up on my face before I had even fully opened my eyes. I had slept, like really slept for the first time in a long time.
I shifted under the covers, a slow stretch, my body still humming with a kind of warmth I’d never felt before. My arm reached across the bed without thinking, fingers seeking silky skin, seeking her. My smile was lazy, content, the way someone smiled when the world had finally gotten something right.
Except…
There was no one there.
My fingers found nothing but empty, cold sheets.
I felt my smile slip right off my face, my brows furrowing in c
