Chapter 130
Annalise
Warmth. Comfort. The lingering scent of him.
I woke up feeling good—a rare kind of happiness settling into my bones. My body ached in places that only reminded me of the night before. The way Dane had held me, whispered into my skin, the way he had touched me like I was his entire world—
I reached out instinctively, expecting to feel his warmth beside me.
My hand met nothing.
The space next to me was cold.
My heart stuttered. A sinking feeling began to claw its way up my chest as I slowly sat up, scanning the room.
He was gone.
Just like that, the happiness drained from my body, leaving behind a hollow pit of anger.
I clenched the sheets. My jaw locked so tight it hurt.
How dare he?
After everything. After making me melt for him, after apologizing—after say
