I woke before six a.m. and looked around in confusion at first. As my brain processed everything, I realized what all had happened and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. It was the first time I’ve ever slept without a single dream and I reveled in it for a few minutes. It was peaceful. I couldn’t bring myself to stand and move at first. I ran my fingers over the length of his arm and traced the cracks in his palms. It was comforting, I found myself wishing to remain at his side a moment longer.
I sighed and reluctantly stood, grabbing a thin blanket from a sofa and covering his form before leaving. I was quick to get a shower before the Manor began to stir, luckily most slept in late because of the late-night fiasco. It was a relief to stand beneath the shower-head and to let the warm water w
