Chapter 35. Hurtful Decisions

Evelyn

As I stirred from the fog of sleep, I couldn’t tell if it was still night or if morning had already come. But that wasn’t what truly mattered. What I should have been worrying about was how I had no idea if I had passed out from sheer exhaustion when Jacob had me on all fours, fucking me like an animal until I saw stars behind my eyelids—or was it when he took both my arse and pussy at once, pushing me beyond anything I’d ever felt? Or maybe it was when he made me ride him, one more time, before finally letting me collapse.

Wait… did I actually faint? Or not?

I had this nagging feeling I did, but everything from last night was a blur, like trying to see through heavy fog.

It was hard to tell where sleep ended and memory began because it still clung to me like a fucking weighted blanket, making it hard to move. Maybe it was the exhaustion. Or maybe… it was the peace. The peace that seeped into my bones because of Jacob’s warmth beside me. It wrap