Genevieve:
I woke up in bed with Emre by my side, although I didn't remember it being his night to be with me. He rarely wanted to share the bed before, and I didn't want him to feel sorry for me or offer sympathy. If he was there because he pitied me for not being invited to my father's wedding, I would rather he hadn't joined me at all.
To my surprise, he was also awake.
"Hey," he whispered, turning towards me.
"Hey," I replied, resting my cheek over the back of my hand and meeting his gaze. I remembered bits and pieces from the previous night, especially how Wolvin and he had taken my side. They had done many wrong things, but at least they hadn't forced me to return to a place I didn't want to be, unlike Caspian and Bellamy, who disregarded my wishes.
"You passed out; it must have
