AMERIE I woke up with a strange feeling. There was no Matthew, of course. But more than that. It was an odd feeling returning to my room after a long time. Perhaps the memories made me feel that way. Or the longing, as this was my favorite place in the house. Or I was still in jet lag from the flight. Or... I didn't know. And I didn't want to identify it, either. The morning had come, and I wanted today to be a fresh start. I could do this. Yes, I had to do this. With that determination, I got up from my comfort bed and walked out of the room. I texted Miley earlier and asked about her feelings, but no reply yet. It was five in the morning. We usually enjoyed a coffee time together back in her packhouse. So maybe she was already doing it. My guess was right. She was in the dining area with a cup of latte in front of her. However, I didn't anticipate that I would not only face her and Naomi, who had her coffee too, but also Brandon and his mate. "Do you want a coffee, Amy?
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