(Cassidy)
I woke up and didn't know where I was for a second.
Not lost. Just slow. Like my brain was taking longer than usual to catch up with the rest of me. The room was familiar when it came into focus. Our section. The afternoon light still coming through the curtains. Dane's arm around me.
I was cold.
Not the room. Me. From the inside out in a way that had nothing to do with temperature.
I tried to sit up and my body protested immediately. Everything hurt in the particular way that came after something intense. Not injury. Just the deep ache of muscles that had been pushed past where they usually went.
I made it upright and sat there and waited for the room to stop tilting slightly.
It didn't stop.
I put my hand on the mattress and breathed.
Something was wrong.
Not wrong li
