Amara's POV
I woke up to sunlight and silence.
The house felt empty when I went downstairs. No sounds from the kitchen or hallways. Just my footsteps on the hardwood floors.
I found a covered plate on the counter with a note in Alicia's handwriting.
*Good morning, dear. Mr. Vale left early for meetings. Breakfast is under the cover. Help yourself to anything you need. - Alicia*
So he'd gone before I woke up. Before he had to see me or talk to me or pretend last night hadn't happened.
Fine. That made things easier.
I ate the eggs and toast Alicia had left and drank my coffee alone in the big quiet kitchen. Then I went back upstairs and pulled out my laptop.
The investigation. That's what I needed to focus on. Not Roman or the way he'd almost touched my face or the distance he'd put between us after.
