Safe Haven

ELENA

I wake up from what feels like a year’s long sleep. Silas’s scent fills my nostrils the minute I open my eyes. I look around for him, but I soon realize I am alone. The blinds are drawn so I can’t tell what time it is. There’s something about waking up in his bed that’s comforting. The familiar surroundings are calming. I could get used to this. Where did that come from? Thoughts like that s