#Chapter608

The next day

Presley

I woke up and made my way downstairs. My brothers were up and eating. I walked over to the coffeepot and poured a cup of coffee, then sat down between Parker and Paxton.

“How are you feeling this morning?” Payton asked.

“I don’t know,” I answered, shaking my head. I felt in a daze. “I don’t know how to feel.”

My brothers looked at me. Shaun and Britt came into the kitchen.

“It feels as if I’m in a nightmare that I can’t wake up from, and it terrifies me,” I whispered, looking at my cup.

“It’s a stage of grief,” Pax mentioned.

I sat...