When I wake up, the first thing that pops into my head is grandma is no longer here. It will probably be the first thing I think about when I wake up every day for the rest of my life.
But there's something different about this morning.
I'm not alone.
I was able to get some sleep for the first time in days. And while the pain I feel can in no way be erased, it doesn't feel quite so heavy anymore.
There's still so many questions that I know I need answers to, but those answers can wait. I'm afraid he's gonna tell me something that will eventually come between us. I can't lose him right now, even if being with him could be dangerous.
I wiggle out of his arms and tip toe into the bathroom. After I pee, I wash my face, brush my teeth and do the best I can with my wild hair. After I'm f
