Amelia's POV

The sun's rays streaming through the gap in the curtains had me squinting as I woke up. I smiled happily at the almost real dreams I had of Tristan last night. I needed to get a grip over myself. Then I clutched my heart. Oh! Did I oversleep? Taking out my phone from underneath my pillow, I checked that it was just 6 o'clock in the morning. 'Oh thank God! I'm not late.' I thought with relief. My eyes popped out seeing five messages and two missed calls from Tristan. They were from last night.

Can we please meet now? -J

Are you ignoring me? - J

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