Mia
Despite the fact James had told me to return to sleep, I simply couldn’t. My eyes were wide open as I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, my mind on my brother.
Have they found Andy yet? I wondered. Was Andy okay? Was he wounded?
Questions after questions kept echoing in my head, demanding answers I couldn’t offer.
It was seven thirty in the morning when I decided to get out of bed and do something about my hunger. I quickly ordered room service, and while I waited for my breakfast to turn up, I showered to clear my head. Once I was finished and had a new dress on James had bought for me from Fleur, I headed into the living area and waited some more. My mind was still on Andy, James, and Matt when the knock came. I had entirely forgotten about breakfast.
I hastily went to open the door and found a maid there rolling in the trolley filled with delicious sustenance. She left again after asking me if I wanted anything else.
