Chelsea's POV;

I wake up with a grunt, and although I've woken up, I remain still with my eyes shut. Almost like I'm giving my body some time to boot.

I eventually open my eyes when I'm satisfied, and only after sitting up, do I realize that Asher is not in the bed with me.

Did he not pass the night here? I stare down at the rumpled bed sheet on his side, and I know that he indeed slept here.

But where is he now? I would have guessed the bathroom, but there's no sound coming from there. I then stare back at the pillow fence between us and...