I tried to push the thoughts away, but they consumed me sometimes. Worry pounded through me like a war drum. Deep and constant, inescapable. Thankfully, the state I went into while Danny slept was more meditative, which meant my head remained blissfully blank for those few hours. Even without the dark thoughts, my mind was a cluttered place after living for so long, so I was grateful for the reprieve. Sometimes though, I simply lay awake next to him, breathing in his scent, my blood pounding with the awareness that I would have him for so short a time.
