Alissa's POV
By noon, a phone call jolted me from my heavy sleep. Groggy and disoriented, I reached for my phone, still no sign of Ethan. I answered, and the voice on the other end surprised me.
It was Ivy.
“Hey, Alissa. How are you?” Her tone was gentle, laced with concern. She must have been worried after the way I left with Ethan last night.
“I’m okay,” I said, though even I wasn’t convinced.
“Do you have time to meet for coffee?”
“Yeah. How about that little café next to your brother’s burger joint?”
“Sounds good. I’m heading out now. See you soon.”
As I hung up, I sat up in bed, my legs swinging over the edge. My body was still sore, aching in places that reminded me just how desperately I had clung to Ethan last night.
I shook off the thoughts, quickly freshened up in the ba
