Chapter 18
The robust scent of coffee teased Layne’s nose as he poured a cup and brought it to his lips. He peeked at the white and lavender baby bouncer sitting on the counter. Adalyn lay inside, gazing at the toys hanging from the top. She seemed oblivious to the fact that Heaven hadn't returned.
Perhaps the connection she shared with her mother comforted her. Then again, she saw the future. She knew how this would play out. Until it did, Layne prayed Heaven would remain safe.
He wanted to return to the moment he and Heaven had shared before he woke. It reminded him of the dream they’d shared in Jamaica, which meant one thing. He’d woken from more than a dream. He and Heaven had been together on the astral plane.
A knot formed in his gut. If only he’d broken through to her. At one po
