When I arrived at the address Jack had sent me, I climbed up the steps. As I reached the room number he mentioned, a strange feeling nagged at me. This should be a restaurant—why had I ended up at a hotel?

Just as I was feeling confused, the door opened, revealing Jack’s gentle face. “Charlotte, Ethan drank too much, so I brought him here. He’s sleeping inside.”

I quickly nodded and followed him in. But as soon as I stepped inside, Jack’s expression ...