When she woke, she was surprised to find herself in the bedroom of Drake’s apartment and she knew from the eerie silence she was there alone. She turned her head to his pillow and saw the note tented on the mound where his head should have been. She lifted it, read it, and forced her thundering heart to slow.
Rose,
I didn’t have the heart to wake you in the car, so I brought you inside. Take all the time you need to rest and stay in bed. I will see you tomorrow at the office.
Sleep well my love,
Drake
She threw the blankets off her body and raced to the bathroom before she hauled his pillow to her face and cried a million more tears into it. She stared with disdain at her reflection in the mirror and swore vehemently at her inability to get her wits about her.
“Sapphire Rose,” she
