Amelie's POV

I’m awoken by my alarm clock going off. It’s still dark outside, and I look around, confused. How did I end up in this room? I rub my eyes and realize I’m in my room at Nathan’s. Did I pass out last night, and did he carry me up the stairs?

I slide out of bed and pad my way to the bathroom. I shower, then change into dark jeans and a cream-colored Aran knit fisherman’s sweater. I pull on my knee-high camel-colored boots that Nathan insisted I get and head down to the ...