*Cat*

The next morning my limbs felt deliciously heavy and my mind was sluggish. For some reason, Elio had to make enough noise to wake a cemetery. On days like this, I swore he woke me up on purpose.

“Hey, baby, have you seen my shoes?” he asked as if I were the one who wore them.

“They’re in the bathroom,” I muttered, wondering how he’d overlooked them. I’d tripped over them in the dark when I’d gone in there last night.

He ...