Nyx POV
There is still a lingering sense of fear within me. Everything that happened still runs through my head. It replays like a movie as I sleep. Waking up on my terms felt almost unfamiliar. I felt warmth and comfort. Opening my eyes, I'm processing the light entering the room. Taking my gaze from the surroundings, I noticed my hand being held. That's where this feeling is coming from. It was Caedmon. He was here with me, sleeping on the chair he dragged from the corner of the room; now, it's beside the bed. His head is on the bed with his hair tousled. It brought a smile to my face. I was home. But just as that feeling surfaced, it was drowned by the fact that I wasn't the same person who was found in a cottage by the forest. I was someone who tried to take her own life, who had been
