Echoes of His Touch

CASSIA

My chest rose and fell in sharp, uneven breaths. My hair clung to my damp forehead, sheets twisted desperately around my legs like I’d been fighting ghosts in my sleep. I pressed a trembling hand over my racing heart as I tried to steady myself, forcing air into my lungs.

The dim light from the lamp outside bled through the curtains, painting soft shadows across the familiar walls of my bed