Waking in the Wrong Arms - Halley's POV

I wake to warmth against my back and a steady heartbeat thudding on my spine. For a single moment, I don’t know where I am, but I’m enjoying the feeling. Then it hits me that the ground beneath me isn’t my bed. It’s soft moss and cool to the touch.

The air smells like rain and pine, with the faint ...

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