Brielle's POV
I groaned as I stirred. I felt the space beside me, but I didn't feel him. I opened my eyes to see that the space beside me was indeed empty. The blanket was partially over me. I must've slept right through. Did he leave me here all by myself? Why does it hurt that he left? My heart ached as I rubbed my face with my hand. When I looked down, I was still naked. But then I spotted my robe at the end of the bed. I reached for it as I shifted to the edge of the bed, swinging my legs off onto the floor and I put the robe on, tying it at my waist.
I heard footsteps approaching and looked at the doorway, not sure who to expect if it was Rick or Daylan. But it was Daylan who appeared with a tray of breakfast, coffee as well as orange juice. He looked at me, smiling. My heart flutt
