CHAPTER 54
FREYA CARTER
Rowan fell asleep the moment his head touched the pillow. I watched it happen. One second he was lying beside me, his arm loosely draped over his stomach, his eyes half open like he was still forcing himself to stay awake. The next second he was gone. Completely asleep.
His breathing evened out quickly, slow and deep, like his body had simply given up after holding itself together for too long.
I laid there beside him, staring at the ceiling. Sleep never came. My mind kept replaying everything he had told me and I felt a heavy weight settling st the bottom of my stomach.
Hazel.
A young woman with grey eyes and blonde hair. A six-month-old baby who had just started laughing. A rainy road. A phone call that changed everything.
My chest tightened every time th
