Amanda's POV
The clock that sat on the bedside table to my left read 6am in the morning. Shuffles from Aldo walking out of the room woke me and I couldn't help but wonder why he was up early.
Yesterday's events replayed in my head, and there was this need and feeling to get to know him better. He felt like a whole different person yesterday, like a book I couldn't understand and it made me wonder just how much about him I was oblivious to.
I decided to get out bed, there was no way I could go back to sleep with the many thoughts that rummaged through my mind.
Pressing down on a number on the telephone that lay next to the alarm clock, I ordered to have my breakfast brought up before changing into my robes and going to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, I was out. Almost immediately,
