**Isa
The clock read 8:00 AM. Just as the sun was really starting to come up.
I blinked my eyes and turned onto my side to curl into a ball under my fluffy comforter. Soaking up the warmth, I laid there and tried to keep reality at bay for a little bit longer.
Despite my mind swirling around like crazy the night before with thoughts about Callan, the mysterious email, and Catherine, I had slept well. It was a deep, long, dreamless sleep. Just what I'd needed.
I wanted to go back there, to that dreamless rest. I didn't realize how exhausted I was from worrying and obsessing over everything that had happened in the past week.
Callan had finally taken the lead and asked me to come over to his condo for a date night, but I couldn't in good faith. When Catherine had talked down to me
