Amira's POV

I sighed and snuggled into my pillow as I stared at the walls of my room. I felt like I had nothing to do but lay in bed all day and night these days. No matter how hard Donald and Chloe tried to persuade me to go out, I just couldn't. I wanted to sleep all day and forget I ever met him, but every time I thought of him, my heart raced.

I scowled as an image of him flashed through my mind as I sat up in bed. Despite the fact that I only met him once, my mind apparently couldn't forget about him. It reminded...