Chapter 18

• Savvy
• Morning arrived sooner than I expected. As the chilly wind swept through my bedroom, I fluttered my eyes open to find him still there, reclining on the couch. His eyes were closed, his head resting on his open palm which was propped against the couch arm. Strangely enough, he seemed even more intimidating with his eyes shut.
• A faint smile spread across my lips as I took in his peaceful demeanor. My gaze drifted toward the window, where the cloudy sky seemed to match the turmoil brewing within me.