Jade’s pov:

I came to the feeling of a pleasurable butterfly caress on the back of my hand. It was kind of unusual, seeing as Alex usually caressed my back during my sleep, but I brushed it off.

I came to, after the most terrible nightmare, and I realized I needed to make sure it wouldn't come to pass, ever.

“What are you doing up, Alex? It's still early,” I grumbled sleepily, my voice hoarse as one who had slept a lot.

“Jade,” mom’s voice reached me even as the hand covering ...