Morning light slipped through the blinds, soft and slow like today was going to be a good day. I woke up to the steady rhythm of Asher's breathing beside me. His arm was still around my waist, warm, firm and possessive even in sleep.
For a second, it felt safe. Almost peaceful.
Then everything came rushing back – the red bird paper, the photo, basically the whole chaos from yesterday.
My stomach tightened.
I carefully slid out of the bed. He moved but didn't wake.
The floor was cold against my bare feet as I picked up my phone from the nightstand.
THREE MISSED TEXT
Unknown number : Hey, just checking if you're okay.
Unknown number: I hope Asher hasn't been making things hard for you?
Unknown number:Call me when you can.
The number wasn't saved. My brows pulled together as I s
