CHAPTER 57

Racheal stirred awake, her body still tingling from the previous night’s intense encounter. Confusion washed over her as she blinked against the morning light filtering through the curtains. She turned to the other side of the bed, expecting to see Adam, but the sheets were cold and empty. Panic gripped her. Had it all been a cruel joke?

Her heart skipped a beat, and unease crept in like a slow chill. She sat up abruptly, scanning the room for any sign of him—his clothes, his scent, anything to indicate he hadn’t vanished. “Adam?” she called, her voice breaking slightly. The room echoed back with silence, amplifying her dread.

She snatched her phone off the nightstand, her fingers trembling as she scrolled through her contacts. She pressed Adam’s number and held the phone to her ear, biting her lip anxiously. It rang once. Twice. Then straight to voicemail.

“Dammit,” she muttered under her breath, tossing the phone aside. Her mind raced with questions. Did he just use me and leave? Wa
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