Her smell is everywhere. She has invaded every fiber of my bedroom. Every thought in my head. I’m stripping the sheets in a desperate attempt to exorcize her from the space when there’s a knock on the door.
“Come in.” I wad up the bedding and toss it towards the closet. I might have to burn it to get rid of the strawberries and cream smell of her.
I expect it to be Niles checking to see if there’s anything he can help with, but Yasha pokes his head in. When he sees me, he manages to look even more smug than Anya.
“Long time, no see, partner.”
“Could be longer.” I wave him towards the still open door, hoping he’ll take a hint and leave. But he doesn’t budge.
“I can’t remember the last time you didn’t have your phone on you. This might be a first, actually.”
I rip Cora’s pillowcase off
