*Saoirse*

I didn't want to wake up.

It had all been such a nice dream, and I wasn't ready to face the horrors that awaited me in the real world.

Shylah had finally been kicked out of my body, and Rhys had been there to catch me as always. Everything had fallen together beautifully, and I was in Rhys' arms, where I knew that I belonged.

I could still remember the feeling… as if I could still feel his arms around me…

I paused.

There were ...