The morning sun was blinding when I finally opened my eyes, the cold space beside me on the mattress instantly bringing me back to reality.
He was gone.
The sheets on his side of the bed were completely smoothed out, leaving nothing behind but that faint, lingering scent all over.
I lay there for a minute, staring at the ceiling, my chest aching.
“I can’t control how much I need you, Ava”
That whisper from the dark echoed in my head, making my heart do a sickening backflip. Had he actually said it?
Or was it just a vivid, desperate hallucination cooked up by my own stressed out brain? I shook my head, forcing myself out of bed before the nausea could hit me again.
I couldn't afford to get sick. Not today.
After a quick shower, I padded down the quiet hallway, trying not to ge
