Caged Echoes

ROWAN’S POV

Sleep won’t come for me tonight.

Vance is warm beside me, one arm draped possessively across my waist, his breath slow and steady against my hair.

I should be content here in this strange industrial cocoon we’ve made for ourselves — tangled together on the narrow bed like we’re afraid to let go, like the universe might try to separate us again if we leave even an inch of space between