My entire body aches when I wake up the following day. Every part of me hurts, and I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck. It takes all my strength to roll off the couch and onto the floor. It takes some serious willpower to get to my feet and stagger into the bathroom, too. My legs can’t even hold me upright in the shower; the best I can do is sit on the floor. Though the warmth helps loosen up my aching muscles.
When I am finished, I force myself up and grab a towel, only to groan when I recognize my mistake. I had forgotten to bring clothes with me. I look at my now damp walked-on pajamas on the bathroom floor, pick them up, toss them in the hamper, then head for the bedroom door.
Poking my head out the door, Tobias is nowhere to be seen and probably setting up for the early morni
