The chirping of the bird woke me up this morning; the morning light spilled softly through the thin curtains. For a moment I lay there, letting the faint warmth of the sun kiss my skin.

Trying to convince myself that it would be an ordinary day.

But my chest already betrayed me, tight with anticipation, restless with the memories of last night.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake off Kristen's happy smile at Narvia.

I hardly slept that night, tossing and turning on the ...