Chapter 164 Looking Up

• Ava
• I woke up feeling more refreshed than I had in weeks—maybe even longer—despite the hard floor beneath me. The warmth of the fire had faded, but Chris’s arms were still wrapped tightly around me. As I stirred, he opened his eyes, a slow smile spreading across his face.
• “Morning,” he murmured, his hand absently reaching for the moonstone that still hung around his neck almost as if he were checking to make sure it was still there.