Chapter Ten

Luna’s POV

I was woken by my 6.30am alarm. I rolled over to the bedside table, grabbed my phone and noticed I didn’t have any messages or calls off Carrie. I hope she’s ok. I messaged her when I got back to my room last night and told her to enjoy her night and not to worry about me before putting my phone on silent.

I’ll check up on her on my way to my meeting I thought.

I dragged myself out of bed and headed straight towards the kettle, I desperately needed my morning coffee.

I rummaged through my wardrobe to find an appropriate outfit for today’s meeting.

When I got in last night I couldn’t think straight, my encounter with Roman was playing on my mind so I decided to go through my suitcase and hang all my clothes in the wardrobe. It didn’t really work he was on my mind all night long, it’s fair to say I didn’t get a good night sleep either.

I pulled out my grey tailored trouser suit with a white camisole top, pairing it with a some black stilettoes. This will work, it screams prof