Sleep came like a wave after the emotional turbulence of the night. I must've been more tired than I thought, because even Sophia's call didn't stop me. I barely remembered dropping my phone beside the pillow. My body sank into the luxurious bed, and for a while, nothing else mattered. The noise, the headlines, the photos, all of it faded beneath the weight of exhaustion.
Peace, however, is always temporary.
When I finally stirred, sunlight leaked through the thin hotel curtains, warm against my skin. For a moment, I forgot where I was. Then it all came rushing back–the jet, the flashing cameras, Olivia's death stares, Mason's easy charm, and most of all, the gossip blogs.
I reached for my phone, still half-asleep. The moment it lit up, I flinched. Notifications poured in before the sc
