Winter’s POV

I opened my eyes in the same awkward position I had fallen asleep in, leaning toward the very edge of the mattress so I wouldn’t accidentally brush against Fadel. He never came back anyway, nowhere to be seen all night.

I stretched slowly, feeling my spine crack as I yawned into the quiet room. I swung my legs off the bed, determined to do at least one thing for myself before those maids swarmed in again. I could bathe myself just fine. I wasn’t a toddler.

Only then did it ...