Chapter 51 Something Better

• The room was filled with her personality. A cozy pink bed, books, fashion sketches, and pictures of SpongeBob. That odd little cartoon...
• He walked farther in, his gaze landing on the bed as he recalled their moments together-how he'd held her close and slept soundly beside her. He rarely slept well, but with her, it was different.
• He exhaled. He shouldn't be here. As he turned to leave, something dropped behind him. He looked back at the big brown book, open on the floor.