Eighteen - SaraIn the darkness, I could still hear muffled voices all around me. There was almost constant talking. There was some shouting, but there was also laughter. I forced my eyes open, or thought I did, and sat up.
I was back in Connor’s bed, alone again. I ran my hand over his side of the bed, where he should have been lying with me, but he wasn’t there. I looked around the bedroom, but he wasn’t there.
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and looked into the living room, where I could hear the TV. I couldn’t tell if he had the news on or some TV show, but I didn’t see him on the couch either. The TV was just on. Was I alone again? Had he left me alone in the apartment and just let the TV on so I wouldn’t hear him leave?
I pushed his soft, heavy covers back from my naked body and
