Chapter 151

My head spins, my eyes are heavy, I can’t keep them open. “I’m not?” I whisper.

He shakes his head. I believe him. He kisses the back of my neck, and somewhere between his hands on my body and his breath on my skin, I fall asleep. 45: Seeing Things

I’m aware of being awake. Not waking up, exactly, but a subtle shift in consciousness, almost like coming to my senses after fainting, one second nothing and then I’m simply here, eyes closed, alive.