Selene’s POV
I woke up sometime around midnight. The house was extremely quiet.
My mouth felt dry, and I needed water.
I swung my leg over the bed and slipped my feet into flip-flops.
I checked my phone for Sophie’s message, but still nothing.
“I hope she's okay. Her phone’s always on.”
I exhaled, wrapped my robe around me, and opened the door quietly. I didn't want to wake Amira.
I made my way down the stairs carefully. It creaked under my weight.
At the foot of the stairs. I caught a movement.
A shadow. I gasped, and my palm flew over my chest.
“Selene?”
Rowland's voice came through. He appeared in front of me.
Relief washed over me instantly. Of course it's Rowland; who else would it be?
“You scared me. You aren't asleep?” I asked.
He shrugged. He had taken off his suit an
