I awaken with the sun pushing through Ambers curtains, having the rays that manage to pass through illuminate the beautiful creature next to me. She is blissfully asleep, little snores escaping her lips, lying on her stomach with her hair cascading across her back. I can't help but stare at her perfection. My mind wonders to the whats ifs of last night, had my father not been in the shop. What Mason could have done to her all because of his infatuation with her which apparently made him snap. Would I have ever even seen her again? Would he have just left with her or would he have done far worse? I can't shake the images of the worst scenario, her lifeless body laying somewhere in a ditch, her essence swiped from the world. A lump forms in the back of my throat and I have to hammer down the
