AMELIA POV

The email notification chimes at 9:47 AM.

I'm curled up on the living room sofa, a blanket wrapped around my shoulders even though it's not cold. The house feels too big today. Too quiet. Every creak makes me jump. The information from Sebastian’s call to Daniel earlier makes the whole thing worse.

My laptop sits open on the coffee table. I've been staring at the same webpage for twenty minutes without reading a single word.

Until the notification pulls my attention.

The subject ...