Chapter 57

• My lips are hazy, and my brain is unsteady as I wake up. Do I have a hangover? I had a couple, but not many, glasses of champagne the night before. I must be pretty exhausted from our emotional altercation with Miki. It feels like someone kissed my retinas with a chainsaw.
• I reach across the bed and anticipate my fingertips touching his head or chest.
• I sit up and frown as I touch the pillow and find it empty. He is no longer there. What time is it?