Chapter 60 Surreal

• RAYNE
• I awoke to the soothing sounds of birds and waves crashing against the shore, and I raised my head to inhale the therapeutic, tangy scent of the ocean breeze. I was alone in bed, and Oleander's side was cold, indicating that he had been gone for some time—or perhaps it was the sea breeze blowing through the open sliding door.
• Lifting my hand to my face, I marveled at my engagement ring as all the events of the previous night flooded back, bringing a smile to my lips. I reached for his pillow and hugged it against my chest, sighing in satisfaction as his cologne filled my senses. He must have gone for a jog.