Ashley POV

It was almost eleven hours later when my eyelids finally snapped open. With a big yawn, I sat up in bed and stretched my upper body before dragging myself to the kitchen. The extra bed was empty as I walked by, and as I poured myself a glass of water, I spotted that there were already dishes in the sink.

“Jayden?” I called out hesitantly.

Hell, no. He was not there.

As much as I was instantly relieved when I realized that, I'd be lying if I said I did not feel a little sad. After all, it was surprisingly lonely having breakfast alone.

And despite all the...