| THE NEXT MORNING— ITALY |

The vibration of phone stirred Tessa awake. She moaned as she stretched on the bed, dawn bleeding through the curtains.

She fluttered her eyes open slowly. Her body felt stiff from sleeping too close to the edge of the bed, a careful distance maintained between her and Grayson.

Another vibration.

She yawned, reaching for her phone quietly and swiping the screen.

A message.

From Tyler.

Her stomach tightened. She sat up and opened the message.

“ Did you sleep?” He was asking. Another message followed immediately after she read that. “ I didn't.”

A pause. Then another message came in.

“ Kept thinking about...