× Dixie ×
I can’t sleep. I thought I could, but the minute Trix fell asleep, I felt it. That weird surge of gratitude creeping through our bond. It’s kind of unsettling.
I mean, seriously? Gratitude? From Trix? The guy who’s made my life a living nightmare for years? It’s ironic. It's almost laughable. But there it is, this warmth spreading through me like he’s genuinely thankful we’re sharing the same space.
I toss and turn, the sheets tangling around me, feeling restless. All the stuff he said earlier, the way he looked at me... like he SEES me? That’s new. And uncomfortable.
I’m not used to him seeing anything other than a challenge in me, and now he’s throwing all this weird, intense emotion my way. It’s... confusing.
But then there’s something else. Something I can’t quite pla
