Chapter 137.

Eddie's POV

The events of the night had taken their toll, leaving me emotionally drained and physically weary.

Crawling into bed, I pulled the covers over my shoulders, the familiar scent of Chloe's discarded stuffed bunny a small comfort in the face of the chaos.

Sleep, however, remained elusive. My mind replayed the events of the night in a relentless loop: Jenna's deception, my impulsive tweet, the conversation with James, and finally, the unanswered text to Amelia.

With a frustrated sigh, I reached for my phone again, the screen still devoid of any notification from Amelia. Maybe a call would be more effective?

With a sigh, I decided not to.

The rhythmic hum of the air conditioner lulled me into a restless sleep.

A few minutes later, the creak of my door woke me up. A sliver of panic sliced through my sleep fog. It was too early for Amelia to be back, and the security team wouldn't be arriving until morning. My heart hammered against my ribs as I sat up, straining to hear any oth