Something was hitting my face, and I soon realized it wasn't hurting me. It was unexpectedly warm and comforting, a feeling of safety and comfort had washed over me like a blanket. For the first time in my life, I felt cared for and protected, almost as if nothing bad could happen while this sensation lingered.
I slowly open my eyes and a bright, piercing light hits my face. It was the early morning sun rays, beaming through the window of the bedroom. My eyes begin to water from the sudden brightness and I blink several times to adjust them to my surroundings. I gaze around me.
At first the room felt almost surreal. It was spacious, with a minimalist yet elegant look. This is not what I remembered our bedroom looking like, when Joseph and I were still together. I opened my eyes wide, tr
