Laura's POV

My head ached. Did I hit it? I had no idea. I couldn't remember what had happened. The lavender scent of my bedsheets filtered into my nose as I stirred. The soft pattering of rain on the roof filled me with a nostalgic longing. Soft. Cool. Welcoming. I felt oddly at peace. Something tugged at the back of my mind like a pup tugging its mother's fingers. I was forgetting something.

A sigh slipped through my lips as my eyes opened. A whiff of cold air seeped through the window ...