Sarah
When I wake up in the morning, I realize that Vincent isn't next to me.
I squint at my phone. It was only eight am. Vincent must've got up really early and left. But where did he go?
I stretch like a cat and groan. My muscles are still painfully sore from last night's dance lessons. This is what I get for never exercising!
After I freshen up, I go out to the living room.
Nathan is sitting on the couch, lazily flipping through a magazine. He looks up and smiles when he sees me. "Good morning," he chirps.
"Hi, Nathan. What are you doing here so early?" I ask.
"Reporting to my station as your bodyguard, obviously," he replies casually.
I roll my eyes. "Oh, is that still happening? You are tasked to watch me like a hawk 24/7?"
"Hey, now. I haven't been doing that now, have I? Yo
