He gently ran his hand down her back and planted a kiss on her forehead.

“Just sleep. I'm here."

The next day, Rosalynn woke up, staring blankly at the ceiling as she gradually regained her senses.

Brian wasn't by her side, but his scent still lingered on the quilt.

A smile spreading across her face, Rosalynn took a deep breath of the scent, then climbed out of bed.