Deila's pov

The softness of the mattress was enough to make me sleep through the night like a babe.

Rolling awake on the bed, I realized just how much I missed my comfy bed, and I loved having it back. Not that the bed at my apartment in LA wasn't comfy, but this bed had something special that screamed home.

Stop the rants, you just missed home.

My subconscious was already at me this early in the morning.

The way I mated with my subconscious was almost alarming, but there was something more alarming. Something I worried would drive me crazy—that face. That face with an all too familiar name...