Clear and Fragile

I wake up warm, but the comfort in my chest slowly disappears into dread.

The sheets are tangled around my legs, sunlight spilling through the cracks in the curtains, soft and golden. And Vance is beside me, his arm still draped across my waist, our bodies bare under the covers.

My stomach twists, I struggle to breathe as I close my eyes and cuss to myself under my breath. Fuck. Fuck.

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