I wake up to a cool breeze filling the room causing me to snuggle more in to the bed I am on. I feel warmth coming from someone and since I am used to Lochlan being there I instinctively reach out to him. Only it isn't him: whoever this is feels different, smells different and moves different. This revelation causes me to shoot up and look around the room. As my eyes adjust to the surroundings I hear movement on the bed behind me. The mystery man sleepily asks me to return to bed but all I can do is stare at him in confusion. He doesn't look right, feel right... he doesn't smell right. When I look at him or touch him I don't feel that love in my soul. I look around the room confused on where I am, like I have been ripped from my happiness. As I continue to try and focus on the feeling that
