CHAPTER 65

Sophia’s POV

The morning light filtered through the curtains, illuminating the hotel room with a gentle warmth. I took a deep breath, savoring the freshness of the new day, a stark contrast to the storm that had confined us indoors the last few days. The memory of those days—and nights—lingered vividly in my mind, making my heart jump.

A knock on the door made me sit up in bed. Elijah and I exchanged glances, realizing that we were wearing only our undergarments.

“Elijah? Sophia?” I heard Trevis’s voice through the door.

Elijah quickly got dressed and went to open the door, while I rushed to the bathroom to shower.

“Hey, come on in…” I heard Elijah say. Then I heard footsteps coming in, and they all began chatting about the storm finally relenting.

“Where’s Sophia?” Trevis asked.

“I think she, uh, woke up early and took a shower,” Elijah fibbed.

I turned on the water and couldn’t hear them anymore. After taking a quick shower and changing into a fresh set of clothes, I came out