The next morning, I woke up with a start once again, my lungs burning as if I’d been sprinting through that violet-skyed nightmare in real time. My heart was slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird, and for a terrifying second, I didn't know which world I was actually in. I looked around the room frantically, my eyes darting into the shadows and searching for Theon’s dark, smug silhouette, half-expecting to find him still lurking in the corner or leaning over my bed with that predatory grin.
But instead of him or a dark silhouette, I found something much more mundane. Laying on his side, wrapped in half the duvet and snoring like a total pig, was Loren.
He was sprawled out, completely dead to the world, until the bed shifted under my frantic movements. Loren felt me wake up with a j
