Chapter 33 Rachel
RACHEL
I awoke to the sight of Rex sleeping at my side.
I awoke, bizarrely enough, without a scream lodged in my throat and without my heart pounding so hard that it felt like it could explode.
I awoke, not exactly feeling refreshed, but definitely feeling… okay.
Rex was hot.
Not just to look at.
In a bed, tangled in the sheets, he exuded a kind of heat that I knew in the winter meant I wouldn’t need a heating blanket anymore.
That warmth sapped reality away from me. Drained me. Until my eyes closed again.
I was safe.
I was loved.
I was alive and living that life at long last.
Secure in that knowledge, I slept.
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