Chapter 146 Coffee

***Hazel***

I wake slowly.

Not peacefully. Not rested. Just… aware.

The kind of waking where your body comes back first, then your mind follows like it’s dragging weight behind it.

For a second, I don’t move.

I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember where I am.

Then it hits.

Everything.

The police station.

Sinclair.

The recording.

Gideon.

My husband.

My stomach flips slightly a