Chapter 24
I wanted to rest a little longer.
The idea of moving anything, even my eyelids, seemed almost impossible. Then again, it was only a matter of willpower. I could feel the light of day on my face. The night had been long. My slumber, deep.
I must have slept on my right arm. There was a dull pain in my muscles. Was I tangled in the sheets? I felt constricted, unable to cut free of something. Was Nick lying over me? Was that his hair on my arm? My throat. Oh, I was so parched. Needed water. Had to wake up and ask Nick to get me a glass of water.
What was that sound? That beeping. Was that our alarm? Was it Monday or Sunday?
Had to focus on the simple task of opening my eyes. Summoning all my energy, I concentrated on the movement of my eyes as they rolled under their lids. The
