Reader: be the Witch of Space
You heave a sigh as you toss restlessly onto your back for the millionth time. You’ve been rolling back and forth in your bed for about two and a half hours now, and you are still no closer to sleep than you had been when your head had first hit the pillow. A low growl resonates in your throat as your eyelids pop open to glare at the golden ceiling above. You’d never had this much trouble falling asleep before. Normally you slipped in and out of consciousness with ease – sometimes without even knowing that you were doing it! But this time it was different. Because he wasn’t there.
You flop onto your side and snuggle into the empty pillow lying there. You think your heightened senses can still pick up the trace of his scent lingering in the fabric, but that might just be your own wishful thinking. However, the pillow is cold and offers you no comfort. You toss it onto the f