CHAPTER 41

Minutes later, she was showered and had changed into Ceaser’s shirt not bothering with the shorts he had added. She was cuddled up in the soft, warm bed and ready to sleep. She stared at the ceiling and waited for sleep to come. One hour later, she was still in that same position doing the only thing she could do. Think. Not sure what her thoughts were exactly about, it was everywhere. Ivy. The accident. Work. Her life. Ceaser. She finally gave up, pushed the blanket...