Trinity POV
It is like a dream. However, I could have sworn I said something in my sleep, but it must be a dream. There is no way I would talk in my sleep. Right? I’ve never done it before.
Reluctantly, I open my eyes and stare up at the white ceiling. My head fills with countless thoughts about what I thought had happened last night. None of them makes any sense, though. But then again, it seems so real that I couldn’t have been dreaming it.
The same sweet taste lingers in my mouth like the previous days, but this time there is also an alluring smell hanging in the air and floating around me. Warmth slides across my lips.
I lightly touch my lips, hoping to find the answers. Instead, my stomach flutters while the warmth spreads across my face.
What the heck is happening to me?
