Brielle's POV
It was his scent that woke me.
It was amazing how easily I could recognize it now, how I’d even started seeking it out without realizing it. It had pulled me from sleep, but when I opened my eyes, the chair beside my bed was empty.
Enzo was gone.
I sat up quickly, my eyes scanning the room. Other than another patient at the far end, there was no one else there.
I hadn’t realized I’d miss him until he was gone.
Then I noticed a tray on the bedside table. Leaning closer, I saw a bowl of steaming oats topped with granola and fresh fruit. Beside it was a small handwritten note.
Eat. I had this ordered specially to your taste. If you don’t like it, well… shoot me.
A laugh bubbled up before I could stop it.
I read the note again, a reluctant smile tugging at my lips. There
