Sable

I wake from sleep groggily, my eyelids blinking into clear, early morning light. The curtains on the window are drawn open, and I can see that Ridge closed the window back up sometime while I was asleep. His presence in the room while I slept sends a little shiver down my spine, despite the fact that he’s done nothing but take care of me from the moment he brought me here.

Sleeping is such a vulnerabl

e time.

And I’m terrified of being vulnerable with anyone.

I shove back the covers and gently sit up. My body is stiff and unwieldy, my limbs as heavy as my eyelids, and...