Cassie lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. The night was still, save for the occasional rustling of leaves outside their rented cottage. The clock read 12:47 AM, but sleep refused to claim her. With a sigh, she threw off the covers and tiptoed towards the door.
Maybe some fresh air would help.
She stepped outside, the cool night breeze kissing her skin. The cottage was surrounded by towering trees, their silhouettes swaying against the moonlight. She hugged herself, trying to shake off the restless energy buzzing in her veins.
Then, as she turned a corner, she noticed something.
Emmett's door was slightly ajar.
Curiosity sparked in her mind. She knew Emmett had downed way too many beers earlier—so much that he was practically mumbling nonsense by the time she last saw him. Now, standi
