The Morning After

Avery

I woke to the soft glow of morning light filtering through unfamiliar curtains. For one blissful moment, I lived in peaceful ignorance before reality crashed like a bucket of ice water.

Declan's penthouse. Declan's bed.

Beside me, Declan Pierce slept soundly, his usually severe expression relaxed in slumber. One muscular arm was flung carelessly above his head, the other resting on his bare