THALIA

I awaken to the sound of echoes around me, not my usual bird sound alarm clock.

I try to move but arms lay heavy on me, a familiar scent enveloping the entirety of me. One. Two. Three....fifteen. It takes me fifteen minutes before my eyes fly open at the realization of what—who that scent is associated to. Knox.

With my heart pounding, I slowly veer beside me only to be met by the crook of his neck in my midsection.

It's a dream right? It has to be, Knox can't be here with ...