Amelia woke up early that morning with a determined expression on her face. The first light of dawn crept through the curtains, casting a soft glow around the room.

Logan was still sound asleep beside her, his breathing slow and deep, completely unaware of what she was planning.

She glanced at him for a moment, her lips curling into a slight smirk. "Soon enough, Logan, you’ll forget all about her," she thought to herself.

Carefully, Amelia slipped out of bed, trying not to make any noise. She tiptoed across the plush carpet, quickly grabbing a light dress from the closet.

Her hands moved swiftly as she dressed, and she kept...