The next morning, I had forgotten about my old phone with contacts, but I knew I didn’t need that old life.
Jacob had gotten me a new phone and my family and friends had my new number, that’s all that mattered to me.
However curiosity got the better of me.
Jacob had slipped out of bed early, leaving a lazy kiss on my forehead and a whispered promise to “train hard today.”
I hadn’t been able to fall back asleep.
The house felt too big without him beside me — too quiet.
So, wrapping myself in a thick cardigan and some leggings, I padded barefoot down the halls, following the faint noise of something… rhythmic.
Something heavy.
Grunting.
Breathing hard.
I cracked the door open to the private training room Jacob used now — the one tucked away near the gardens behind Everwatch Hall.
