What Rhea felt as she lay on the bed was nothing but emptiness and loneliness. The bed felt unbearably large with only her occupying it—perhaps because she had grown so used to sleeping beside Dion. Her gaze drifted to the other side, the spot where Dion usually slept. Without realizing it, Rhea reached out and touched the empty space, then her eyes fell on Dion’s pillow. She picked it up, and the lingering scent of him instantly filled her senses, making her eyes brim with tears. She could ...