Samantha's P. O. V

I pressed my palm to my cheeks, hair scattered across my face. “How long have I been asleep? And why didn't anyone come to wake me up?"

I rolled onto my side, staring out the window. This wasn't breakfast time, not even late morning. It was already midday, and I was starving.

I stretched for a few minutes before finally heading to the bathroom.

The water running from the shower was extremely hot to the extent that steam covered the entire room until I couldn't even ...