Chapter Fifty Eight

Staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, wrapped in a sinfully fluffy robe, I as my fingers brush the skin at the junction of my neck and shoulder, where the mark was.

Hell, the skin here is so flawless now, it feels synthetic.

I shake my head, trying to get rid of the slightly hollow feeling that's settled in the pit of my stomach.

Quickly getting dressed, I step out into our room. Sebastian looks up from the letters he's reading when I approach the bed and settle down beside him.

"How are you feeling?" he asks.

I roll my eyes with a smile. "That's got to be the ninth time you've asked me that since morning."

Sebastian cocks his head to a side. "I'm hoping for something a little more than a simple Fine' this time."

"I feel." I tap my chin with a finger. "Empty? Like something's missing."

An annoyed breath escapes me. "I honestly don't know if its only the fact that all my heightened senses are gone."

Sebastian chuckles, I narrow my eyes at him. "That's to be expected, hopeful