Chapter Fifty-Nine
“He’s a dumbass for leaving you like this. For not starting the healing process on the claim.” He whispered, pressing his lips against my forehead. My eyes stung and I wanted to agree with him, but I didn’t have the strength. “He’ll come around, Cassandra.”
A part of me hoped that was true, but even as my eyes slipped closed. I had a feeling that he wouldn’t. That I was just a mistake and he didn’t want me.
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I woke up to the shrill ringing of a cell phone's alarm. Oliver stretched beside me, the bed shifting as he cuddled closer to my back. I felt sweaty and gross like I’d been next to a heater running too hot all night. He buried his nose in my hair, letting out a low sleepy sound.
“Mmm, I could wake up like this every morning.” His voice was rough with sleep,
