Adele:
The next morning, I woke up feeling surprisingly well-rested, wrapped in a warmth that made it tempting to stay curled up a little longer. With a deep yawn and a lazy stretch, I stirred. Until a voice shattered the last traces of sleep.
“Good morning. I hope you slept well?”
That voice.
My eyes fluttered open, my mind still foggy from sleep, but something felt… off. This wasn’t my room.
Panic jolted through me as I sat up too quickly, my head whipping to the side. Nathan sat comfortably at the edge of the bed, dressed casually in a plain tee and joggers. One hand held a steaming cup of coffee, the other, a book he seemed only half-interested in. He looked completely at ease—like this was normal.
But it wasn’t.
Wait… I spent the night here?
“Wh-“
I opened my mouth, ready to
