Nowhere to Run

POV: Donato

She was here. I didn’t need to check. I felt her the moment I woke up. Her scent lingered in the air—soft, clean, a little like vanilla, a little like warmth after rain. It clung to the sheets, to my skin, to every part of me that remembered what it was like to have her.

I got up slow, as if moving too fast would make the moment disappear.

Down the hall, her door was shut. That thin wo