#Chapter 154: A Clear Head

Tessa

Sunlight streamed through the bedroom window, illuminating Gideon’s dark eyes. It was morning. I was in bed, safe although terrified, and the house was just as it always was. Warm and cozy, embers still glowing in the fireplace, and not a cobweb or a skeleton to be seen.

Gideon’s face hovered mere inches from mine, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His hands were wrapped around my wrists