Sarah
Every morning I wake up and it takes a minute to remember where I am. From there it takes even longer to remind myself that it's real, that I didn't imagine getting the life of my dreams and it wasn't some cruel joke someone tried to play. Jaxon is always next to me, the sun is shining still in some tropical land, and the giant DIAMOND rock is still sparkling and weighing down my left hand. I stared at it for a moment, watching the light reflect off the clear rock. I felt its weight and let it be a firm reminder of my current situation. I tried to let my eyes adjust and wiped away the remaining sleep.
I sat up in the bed and looked at the mess of egg-white sheets around us. The sun was peering in, lighting up Jaxon's face with specks of gold flakes and thin red streaks through his
