*Eason*

The warmth of the bed and the softness of the pillow held me in a state somewhere between sleep and wakefulness, where reality blurred with memories and dreams. In this hazy realm, I could feel her presence—Lena. She was close, so close I could almost smell her familiar scent.

It was intoxicating, pulling me deeper into the dream.

In my mind, she leaned over me, her touch gentle as her fingers brushed against my cheek with a ...