Facing Forever

Cleo

“Guess what?” I ask Dorian as we make the bed inside the cabin’s bedroom.

“What?” Dorian asks, probably to humor me since he doesn’t look all too excited.

I smile at him. “It will be Wednesday tomorrow. The last day you need to try to keep me alive…” I trail off, something which doesn’t go unnoticed by Dorian.

These last few days have softened him up, and he bends down a little so that the he