Sleeping Beauty

***Logan***

I was already awake when the clock struck eight. Fully dressed, sitting at the edge of the bed, phone in hand, I scrolled lazily through my messages. Ever so often, my gaze drifted back to Estella, still tangled in the sheets, half-buried under the covers, hair a blonde spill against the red pillow.

Peaceful. Too peaceful.

For a minute, I almost thought she’d died in her sleep. She loo