Chapter 40. A Letter

SEBASTIAN’S POV

The feel of the soft morning rays as they warmed my skin, along with the delicate melodies of the birds, and the rustling of the leaves to the gentle morning breeze from outside caressed my ears, waking me as my eyes flickered open.

Stretching and stifling a yawn with the back of my hand, I turned, hoping to see Catherine. But I was greeted by a vacant pillow and space.

Propping myself up to the leather headboard of the bed, a flutter of confusion brushed against my face. I knew for a fact I always woke up earlier than her. And I was a light sleeper. I would have known when she prepared and headed out. 

Last night was long. And so unexpected it made me sleep longer than usual. Blowing out a heavy breath, I momentarily squeezed my eyes shut as every bit and fragment of everything that happened that night replayed in my head. It wasn’t meant to happen. Even though we hadn’t had sex in weeks, I wasn’t prepared for it. 

But Catheri