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Amelia’s POV

I woke up with a strange feeling, as if something was calming me even though I hadn’t slept well. Morning light filtered through the thin curtains, spilling a gentle glow onto the marble floor. For a moment I just lay there, trying to understand where I was. This large room still felt unfamiliar, with its high ceiling and furniture far too luxurious for me.

But something was different from last night. The tightness in my chest wasn’t as heavy. I drew a slow breath, then sat on the edge of the bed.

My steps carried me to the door. My heart raced, as if already knowing what I might find. Carefully, I turned the handle and opened it a little.

And I was right.

Outside, Xavier was still sitting on the wooden chair. His head had slumped forward, clearly asleep. Morning sunlight brushed across his face, highlighting the sharp line of his jaw. There was weariness etched into his features, but also a strange serenity, as thoug