Chapter 23

• Annalisa woke up slowly, the remnants of sleep clinging stubbornly to her mind. As she stretched her arms to the sides, she noticed the bed around her was cold, seemingly untouched for quite some time. She opened her eyes to find one of the balcony doors slightly ajar, the white curtain covering it gently billowing in the breeze. The light peeking through the curtain indicated it was early morning.
• Propping herself up on her elbows, she scanned the room, realizing she must've been in the master suite. The bed was a massive king-size, with a wide-screen TV mounted on the wall opposite her. A dresser sat beneath the TV, on which a single picture frame held a photo of Dylan and a younger woman with the same dark hair as him.
• 'Sister?' she wondered, hoping that was the case. The alternative - that Dylan was a serial cheater and she had just spent the night with a taken man - was not a pleasant thought. But she reminded herself to relax, Dylan hadn't given her any reason to distrust him... yet.