Amelia's POV

When I opened my eyes, sunlight filtered through the curtains. I blinked a few times, realizing I had fallen asleep after that talk with Logan.

I checked the time and it was still afternoon. My head still felt heavy, but my heart… calmer. Maybe it was the talk we had that made me feel better.

I sat up slowly, brushing my hair back. Logan’s house was quiet, except for the low hum of conversation coming from downstairs.

I took a deep breath, stood up, and checked my ...