~Jasmine~
My brow furrowed as I heard a faint scuffling sound. What could it be? I forced my eyes open and saw Mav dressing, which only deepened my confusion. What time was it? Had I slept that long?
“Going to work already?” I asked, my voice still thick with sleep, blinking against the room's light.
“Good morning, sunshine,” Mav replied, a gentle smile playing on his lips. I inwardly rolled my eyes. *Sunshine*? Seriously? It felt like a line from a cheesy old movie. Before I could tease him about it, however, he immediately asked, his tone laced with concern, “How are you feeling?”
How was I feeling? I honestly couldn't say. Strangely, I woke with a sense of lightness, as if a great weight had been lifted. I still felt a lingering emptiness, but the heavy grief I had anticip
