POV: Daniel

It was too quiet a night for something so wild.

Raindrops falling from leaves felt wrong, and so did the whispering of wind through the trees, the slow, constant drumming of my heartbeat. Everything was out of time. Off by one heartbeat. Hers.

Clara was asleep, now, chest rising and falling in even breaths. The tether still bound us to each other though, every time I inhaled, her body heaved with mine. Every time she dreamt, I saw flashes of light through the ...