CASSIE’S POV
I couldn't sleep.
I had tried. The bed was the most comfortable thing I had ever been on in my life, which should have made sleeping easy, especially after the stressful day I had.
Instead, I was restless.
I laid on my back staring at the ceiling. I was fully awake. My mind refused to be quiet
.
It wasn't bad thoughts keeping me up. That was the strange part. I had expected bad thoughts. I’d expected the night to replay itself behind my eyes the moment I stopped moving - the masked men, the blood, all the things I couldn't quite reach clearly in my memory but that I knew were there. I had braced for that.
Instead my mind kept landing somewhere else entirely. I kept thinking about the triplets. I kept thinking of their gorgeous faces, how they acted towards me.
My mind
