The rhythmic tapping on the door jolted Fiona out of her peaceful slumber. Waking up with a yawn, she scrambled on the bed for her phone, pressing the power button to check what time it was. It was still 07:30 in the morning, which means she had slept for eight hours since the previous night.

Rowan let out a soft snore, making Fiona’s gaze instinctively turn to him. He was still fast asleep. A tap came on the door again and Fiona swiftly stood up from the bed as her cotton pajamas swished between her legs. She had now come to her senses that it was the knock that jolted...