Chapter 28
Julian
Stretching out on our bed, I place my phone next to my head, turn the ringer up and lay my hand down on top of it.
I’m exhausted, but I want to hear it if she texts or calls me back.
I can’t keep my eyes open any longer. At least in sleep, maybe I won’t ache for her and worry if she’s safe.
I’m physically and emotionally drained. I crave oblivion, a void of nothingness.
That’s the last thing I remember until . . .
Sunshine. But not just sunshine. Salt. Sand.
Alcohol? But it’s her. I know it is. She feels the same in my arms. Familiar.
She’s home. I try to open my eyes, but I haven’t truly slept in over twenty-four hours.
I feel drugged. All I can do is hold on and pray it’s not a dream.
I’m not sure who or what I’m praying to, but I plead in my unconscious state for her to stay.
And I thank them for bringing her back to me.
Thank you. Mmm. I kiss the spot behind her ear I love so much. I missed you. Wait. I tighten my grip around her. Don’t go. Her hand grazes my arm. Stay. I feel her slipping away. No! Ever! Blinking against the bright light, I try to focus, get my bearings. And I see her.