Chapter 39

• Ayla
• The familiar scent of lavender hit me first and I realized where I was. My own room. Reality slammed into me like a wave, washing away the familiar scent of Rex’s castle. For a moment, I was confused, still feeling the phantom weight of Rex's arm around me, the press of his arms on my side.
• Then it clicked. The phone. The frantic click on the "log out" button, a desperate curiosity to understand what was going on in my life. It had worked. Somehow.