Avyaane’s pov

I woke up so early before the sun rose, the faint orange glow just beginning to reflect through the curtains veil. For an instant, I didn’t remember where I was. The fire had burned low to embers that were invisible, shadows reflecting faintly across the walls.

Then I felt like it was the slow, steady rise and fall of Blair’s breathing just beside me. His both arms slung across the bed between us, which was loose but so heavy, like even in his sleep he was making sure I ...