CALISTA'S POV

The next morning I woke up with my legs aching and feeling like really attached to the rest of my body and when I looked at it they were scratches all over my skin and bites as well my hands instinctively reached out to touch my husband but instead I brushed against the thin air and my palm landed on the cold surface of the bed where he should have slept last night.

Last night had been a real roller coaster, and I was struggling to form bromide memories together and place them because everything was scattered like pieces of a puzzle that had been left about he...