She brushed a strand of hair from her face and let her head fall back onto the pillow.
"Logan…" she whispered to no one.
The name clung to her lips like a secret.
She hated how safe it sounded.
The sound of girlish laughter floated down the hallway.
Emma burst into Jean's room with an armful of shopping bags… snacks, comfy clothes, skin masks, and a ridiculous looking plush pillow that resembled a grumpy cat.
Hannah followed close behind, holding a tray of homemade fruit smoothies, grinning like she was on a mission.
"Well, well, Sleeping Beauty," Emma teased, dramatically placing a pair of fuzzy socks on Jean's lap. "You've been saved from your castle and now your prince has sent in the court jesters to babysit you."
Jean blinked at them, confused and mildly amused. "Court jesters?"
Hannah giggled, setting down the tray. "Your prince is worried. So he sent in reinforcements."
