Sage stepped closer.
She recognized the moment immediately. It was the day she had brought her cats home. She had been sitting on the floor, laughing at something, with one of the little creatures curled against her chest. Her hair had been slightly messy, and she hadn't even been looking toward the camera.
She remembered that day.
She didn't remember anyone taking a picture.
Her fingers lifted toward the frame.
"Cole..."
He appeared in the doorway.
She turned, still staring at him in disbelief.
"What is this place?"
He leaned against the doorframe, his expression suddenly less playful.
"Your room."
Sage blinked. "My room?"
"In case you ever want to come here. You can rest, read, sleep, or just get away from everyone for a while. You don't have to ask permission."
She looked b
