RUBY'S POV
I woke up feeling unusually content and well-rested. Stretching under the covers, I smiled to myself, remembering what I had done to my own body last night. It wasn't the first time I'd be m**********g—I used to do it a lot, after Gabriel would leave me unsatisfied in bed—but this time felt different and better. Was it because it was Dominic I was thinking about this time?
No wonder I felt this way. For once, it seemed like the world had aligned perfectly.
Throwing the covers aside, I padded barefoot into the living room, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. But as soon as I glanced around, my smile faded, replaced by a groan.
“What on earth?” I muttered, surveying the chaos.
The room was a complete mess. A large shelf was awkwardly blocking most of the sunlight from the window,
