*Lucas*

I opened my eyes and stared up at the ceiling. Instinctively, I reached to the other side of the bed. My hand fell on cool, untouched sheets.

Sighing, I looked over at the empty space and the pillow where Sasha’s head used to lay. I still couldn’t get used to not waking up next to her. She was out there, somewhere. I had to believe she was. It didn’t matter how many times the alternate Sasha told me she couldn’t connect with her, I hadn’t lost ...