I woke up with the worst headache I’d ever had. It pierced my brain so strongly, I winced as I tried to open my eyes.

“Here, have this,” Braxton’s voice said through the dark in my mind.

I blinked my eyes open to see him handing me a steaming mug of something.

“It’s lavender tea, it’ll help with the headache,” he said, and I sat up, grimacing at the grogginess in my mind.

I leaned against the headboard and took the mug, sniffing it before taking a sip. The heat was soothing, the smell calming.

I sighed and put it on the wooden bedside table before looking up at Braxton...