Nadia
I dozed off without realizing it, and when I woke up, I felt every muscle in my body sore, as if I had taken quite a beating.
However, this time, the pain throbbed for another reason. And the memory of it made a silly smile bloom on my lips.
I reached out, looking for him beside me, but all I found was the cold sheet.
Viktor was no longer there.
The bed was messy, the sheets stained red beneath me.
But aside from that, the room was intact.
The glass in the windows had returned perfectly to place, revealing the sunset painting the horizon in warm shades of orange. Somehow, there was no trace left of the previous mess. Not even of the broken headboard.
And not of him.
I sat up slowly.
Everything felt so strangely normal, as if none of that had happened. Yet my body remembered
