Amara’s POV
For the past two days, I've had Stella's words playing over and over in my head. It keeps me up at night, and I think it sounds like a bad dream.
“YOU ARE PLAYING WITH FIRE!”
Parker woke up at the same time I did. His hair was tangled, and he said, "Hey, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
My mouth dropped open as I felt the fresh air on my face through the open window. "You didn't shut the window last night, " I said.
"Oh, you're cold?" he asked, then got up to close the window. Then he said, "It's 3 am, we need to go back to sleep again."
“No, I can’t sleep.” I said softly. Then he walked towards me with a worried face, “Are you sure? Tomorrow we need to go back to Paris. I don’t want you to be tired while we are traveling back there.”
"Amara, are you okay?" he asked as
