Asher’s Point of View
I stirred from my bed the next morning, quiet noises through the house rising me from the most peaceful sleep I’d had in a long time. My body ached for me to keep resting, and every part of my consciousness was begging me not to wake up yet. All I wanted was to stay here for a few more hours. Honestly, I’d like to stay here the rest of the day if the world would let me, but it was the click of my front door closing that finally made my eyes open. Although, I hadn’t quite registered what that sound belonged to until it was too late.
I groaned, rolling over in the bed and stretched out my limbs. My muscles slowly released from their tension and I raised my hands to rub them over my face. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, then blinked a few times to clear them, leaving
