Emily's POV

The morning light illuminated the room, rays from the sun seeping through the blinds. The blaring sound of the alarm pierced the silence, and I stretched my hand to smack it.

I yawned as I got up from the bed with my arms wide apart.

It was a Saturday morning, and the sun was up already, casting its warm glow on the city.

“Eight thirty,” I mumbled after stealing a glance at my wristwatch.

I stared at myself in the mirror, a warm smile tugged at my lips but when I recalled everything that happened yesterday. The threats, Colin's secrets and my conversation with Logan.

I walked into...