The soft rays of sunlight filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting a golden glow over the room. The bed felt vast and cold without Lysander beside me. It wasn’t the first time I’d woken up to find myself alone, but the pang of disappointment hit just as hard every time.

He didn’t wake me up... again. I sighed, rubbing the remnants of sleep from my eyes, trying to shake the loneliness that lingered in the air.

I stretched across the sheets, my fingers brushing the ...