Holly
In the dim morning light, she saw Salix’s face close to hers. She gave a small smile and closed her eyes once more. She’d been dreaming, though she couldn’t recall any specifics. Overwhelming feelings of loss and emptiness were all that remained of the dream. She felt Salix’s hand press on her bare shoulder and rolled toward him.
“Hey, you,” she whispered.
Salix beamed at her with absolute adoration in his eyes. The light brush of his hand on her cheek sent shivers down her spine. She didn’t think she’d ever get used to the electric feeling when they touched.
He spoke in a whisper as well, “You were crying, how are you holding up after. . . everything?”
Though she couldn’t remember the dream, the emptiness she felt remained. “I’m okay. I just can’t believe that May is gone.
