Chapter 113 He Left Early
- Fred
- I woke up slowly, blinking against the soft light streaming through the curtains. For a moment, I just lay there, warm and tucked beneath the sheets, feeling the quiet hum of morning. My hand instinctively reached to my side, expecting to feel Rafael beside me—his body curled into mine, maybe still asleep, maybe breathing against the back of my neck.
- But I felt nothing.