Dominic's POV

The sun spilled gently through the blinds, casting long, golden bars across the king-sized bed. I blinked slowly at the ceiling, willing myself to stay in the cocoon of quiet just a little longer. Serena’s perfume, jasmine with a trace of vanilla curled into my nostrils, familiar now, soft and predictable. Her head rested against my chest, her hand draped across my waist. Light, delicate. Like she always was.

For a moment, everything was still.

Peaceful, even. Then, I heard ...