Chapter 57
Brielle
All my life, waking up early has been the bane of my existence.
Until today.
I find myself sitting bolt upright in Allen’s bed at six-twenty a.m., wide awake and ready to hurry back to the hospital to be by his side.
I power through a shower, throw on jeans and a t-shirt, and wrangle my wet hair into a messy bun before I add socks and tennis shoes to my look. The moment the second set of laces are tied, I am moving at a fast walk out of the bedroom and down the hall to the kitchen for some coffee.
Mari grins at me from behind the counter. “Well now, don’t see that every day.”
“What?” Braeden, our guard on duty, asks.
“She is up, dressed and in the kitchen, and it’s before seven, and I didn’t hear three different alarms go off.”
“Smartass,” I mutter as I pour mys
