Pink sunlight flooded in through our bedroom curtains, and I pulled the blankets over my head, hoping for one more hour of peace. In the distance, I could hear the rumble of demons in Chastion, preparing for today. I blew out a deep breath, my stomach in tight knots.
The bed dipped beside me, and I turned onto my side and wrapped my arm around Eros’s unusually thin waist. “Please don’t leave yet, Eros,” I grumbled into his stomach. “I’m not ready for today.”
He pulled the blankets down and brushed his fingers against my cheek, his touch softer and so much gentler than usual. “Dani,” a woman said. I blinked my eyes open, adjusting to the light, and stared up at Jasmine. A silky purple robe clung to her body, and her hair was pulled into a ponytail. She smiled at me. “Good morning.”
“Jasm
