That night, I tossed and turned, wondering why Tobias had been there.
Why would he visit my gravesite? Did he go there often? Did he still remember me?
Those questions haunted me as I tried to sleep, but it was useless. Lying there, knowing I wouldn’t get any answers at least not tonight . Still, I couldn’t stop my mind from spiraling.
I hadn’t seen him clearly because it was dark and of course, I ran but from the glimpse I caught, he looked even more handsome than he did eight years ago. The three-piece grey suit he wore fit perfectly, clinging to him in all the right places, proof that he still took his workouts seriously.
“Avril, get those thoughts out of your head,” I muttered to myself as I jumped out of bed, smoothed the sheets, and sprayed another mist of melatonin sleep spray o
