NORA POV
I knew I couldn’t just lie there all day. I pushed myself up, but when I looked down, I realized I was in pajamas — soft, clean, Someone must have changed me while I was out.
I scolded myself silently. You slept like you were dead. My mouth was dry, bitter like old medicine. I couldn’t just walk out like this.
I shuffled into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. The chill woke me up, but it didn’t calm the nerves twisting in my stomach.
Now I kept pacing by the door, trying to build courage, I needed to step out of the room. Twice, three times, my hand hovered over the door handle. Every time I wanted to step out, my heart hammered louder.
On my fourth try, the door suddenly swung open from outside. I stumbled forward, crashing into a solid chest—Derek’s chest. Be
