THE NEXT MORNING
Lumi’s POV
I turn again, that makes it the fourth time. The bed is too big, that’s the problem. King size, soft in a way that almost feels illegal.
The kind of mattress that swallows you just enough to make you forget your own weight. I stretch my leg out, nothing. Still space.
I roll again, dragging the sheets with me, half tangled in them now. I slept really well, I had expected to wake up every hour.
This was different, the kind that makes you not want to wake up at all. I bury my face into the pillow, inhaling slightly. It still smells like him. That same clean, warm scent
I exhale slowly. Remember this. I’m trying to.
“Just five more minutes,” I mumble into the pillow.
I roll again, fifth time. And that’s when I felt a burning stare. No, I’m not imagining i
