Aria’s POV

I woke up to a dull ache in my stomach. For a second, I forgot where I was, blinking at the unfamiliar brightness of the hotel room. Stretching out my arms and legs, I let out a loud yawn, trying to shake off the sleep.

The bed felt cold, and I quickly realized I was the only one on it.

I glanced around, calling out, “Jameson?”

No answer.

The silence felt heavier than usual, and for some reason, it made me uneasy.

I swung my legs off the bed and checked to see if I had ...