Ava
Morning light filtered through the curtains as I slowly opened my eyes and stretched my arms, feeling a bit disoriented. I looked around the room, expecting to see Caspian sprawled out beside me, but he was nowhere to be found. I assumed he must have gone back to his room, so I shrugged it off.
Feeling a bit weak and groggy, I decided to freshen up in the bathroom. As I splashed water on my face and returned to the bed, I noticed a note on the table. I picked it up, and my eyes widened as I read the bold handwriting:
"Meet me at 8 PM today in my room. Wear your best."
And it was from Caspian.
My curiosity was piqued. What did he want? Were we going on a date? I felt a surge of excitement mixed with a bit of apprehension. What could Caspian have planned?
Soon, breakfast was brough
