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 stained it. Thankfully, everything looked fine. I searched for my bag before pulling out my phone, almost dead.
Groaning, I plugged it in to charge before heading to the bathroom for a quick shower.
After freshening up, I slipped on a fitted black gown with long sleeves. My hair, now brushed and cascadi
