Aria's POV

The next morning, I took a long, relaxing bath, letting the warm water soothe my skin. After drying myself off, I slipped into a comfortable robe and ordered breakfast before settling onto the bed with my novel.

Jameson sat a few feet away, glued to his laptop, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard. He hadn’t spoken much since we woke up, and I wasn’t sure if I liked the silence or not. I glanced at him before turning a page, pretending to be fully engrossed in my book when, ...