Autumn laid in her bed, tossing and turning.

She couldn’t sleep, not after the message she had gotten.

Autumn had already felt unnerved by the visit her and Dalton had at the pub, but she felt she had pulled it off well.

That was until he had message her earlier that night.

A whole day had gone by and he had left her alone, but that was it. A day.

That wasn’t her definition of giving her space.

It had been late and when she looked at her phone, his ...