Sophia's eyes fluttered open, consciousness creeping in along with a dull ache in her muscles. She rolled over, arm reaching out, but found only cold sheets beside her.
"Jake?" she mumbled, voice rough with sleep. No response.
She sat up, blinking in the harsh morning light streaming through the gap in the curtains. The room was empty, Jake's clothes no longer strewn across the floor where they'd been hastily discarded the night before.
"Well, s**t," Sophia muttered, running a hand through her tangled curls. A folded piece of paper on the pillow next to her caught her eye. She snatched it up, unfolding it with fingers that trembled slightly.
A phone number was scrawled across the paper, along with the words "Text me later, little one."
Sophia stared at the note, a mix of emotions sw
