The soft patter of rain against the window was the only sound in the room as Grace hurriedly pulled on her clothes. Her heart was pounding, not from fear but from the whirlwind of emotions and realizations crashing down on her.
The previous night had been unlike anything she had ever experienced, and now, faced with the aftermath, she didn't know how to feel.
She grabbed her phone from the bedside table, the brightness of the screen almost blinding her in the dimly lit room. Her breath hitched and she froze in her place when she noticed Rune stirring slightly in the bed, his arm reached out to the empty space she had just vacated.
She stood there while holding her breath, waiting to see if he would wake up, but he only sighed softly and settled back into sleep. Looking at his peaceful expression, she felt something deep stirring within her.
She quickly shook her head, trying to dispel the warm feeling blossoming in her chest.
