Fawn’s POV
When I opened my eyes again, the lighting had changed. Someone had turned off the overhead lights and put on a small light over the bed. It was also dark outside. The clock on the wall said I’d only been asleep for a few hours, but it felt longer. But no one had come to do more tests. Maybe Blake had scared them away.
Blake was still there.
Only now he wasn’t reading or glaring or watching me like a puzzle he couldn’t solve.
He was asleep. Why was he still here? He didn’t love Cassie… was, in fact, in the process of divorcing her.
The chair had turned into a makeshift bed, his long body slouched back, head tipped sideways against the wall, one hand still resting on his stomach, fingers slack. His other arm lay along the armrest, close enough that if I reached out, I could t
