I rolled over, seeking that warmth that had enveloped me all night. My hand slapped down on the cool mattress, stretching out until I found the warmth.
But it was only an empty spot, the heat fading quickly from where Micah’s body had previously been.
I sat up fully, tired eyes struggling to stay open in order to search for his presence. He was gone. I knew it couldn’t have been too long since he left, seeing as his spot was still warm and his scent still lingered.
I didn’t know how or when I ended up in bed, or even when Micah had joined me, and part of me wondered if it was him that changed me into his shirt and put me to bed. I wasn’t bothered by it, if that were the case. He kept the nightmares at bay that threatened consistently to torment me. Just like that, his presence forced i
