Emily's POV
I glanced at the clock and realized it was late. I knew I had to get up early to make breakfast for Ethan before he went to work, so I decided to call it a night. I put the flowers and note on my nightstand, next to my bed. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but my mind was racing with thoughts of Liam and what the future might hold. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't seem to settle my thoughts.
I tried to clear my mind, to think of something else, but Liam's face kept popping up in my thoughts. I closed my eyes, but his smile lingered there, like a ghostly presence. I tried to focus on my breathing, but my mind kept wandering back to him. I wondered if he was thinking about me too, if he was lying awake, unable to sleep as well. I wondered if he was smiling too, thinking about me.
