Chapter 60 Wd

• Amelia’s POV
• I opened the door to Eddie’s room and it was a beautiful sight to behold. The room exudes a sharp efficiency, an order that speaks of control. Sunlight shines through a meticulously cleaned window, illuminating the polished hardwood floor, where no dust speck dares to linger. A neatly made bed is centered against the wall, with sheets pulled taut like a drumhead and a comforter folded with military precision.
• On the nightstand was a single, crystal-clear glass of water reflecting the sunlight like a watchful eye. A new leather briefcase rests on the only chair, its contents meticulously organized.