Amelia's POV

The golden rays of the sun streamed into the room that morning.

Cole was sleeping next to me, breathing steadily and deeply while lying on his side.

Though it didn't quite touch me, his arm extended across the bed. I lay there tight in my chest, staring at the ceiling for a moment.

It had not helped to sleep. I was more tangled and desperate than I had been before.

Careful not to wake him, I slipped out of bed. As I walked across to the small desk by the window and picked ...