Opening her eyes, Raine was greeted by the morning sunlight filtering into her room. She had a good night's sleep without having another erotic dream, though probably she wouldn't have minded having that kind of dream again. It was a good dream, far more preferable than having a nightmare of Nathaniel or Tyrone ending her life.
Stretching for a bit in her bed, she looked at the clock, immediately noting that she had overslept. Everybody from the group had probably left already.
She heard footsteps coming from outside her room. Turning to look near the door, Tyrone was walking towards her with a paper bag and a cup of coffee in his hands. Raine gave him a sweet smile with her sheepish eyes. She did not know why, but it felt great seeing Tyrone's face the moment she opened her eyes like that.
