~~Aurora~~
“Mrs. Hawthorne?”
The repeated knocking echoed in my mind. The sound pulled me out of the heavy fog of sleep. At first, I didn’t want to move. My body felt glued to the bed.
Just five more minutes, I told myself, curling deeper into the blanket. Maybe whoever it was would just go away.
But the knocking came again. Louder. Harder, and more f*****g persistent.
“Mrs. Hawthorne? Mrs. Hawthorne? May I come in, ma’am?”
I wanted nothing more than for whoever it was meant for to f*****g get the goddamn door—
“Wait.” My heartbeat slurred, then started to race.
Mrs. Hawthorne?
My eyelids flew open.
For a second, my sleepy brain didn’t register it. Then it hit me like a cold slap across the face. Oh God. That’s me!
I sat up so fast my eyesight turned woozy.
I was married.
