Ava’s POV
I open my eyes with a jerk and sit upright in the bed.
The sunlight is coming in against the curtains.
I must have eventually fell asleep.
I look over to the other side of the bed, Cameron isn’t here. Did he come back at all last night?
I chew on my lip and grab my phone.
It’s after 9:00!
I go to hop out of the bed when I notice a note on Cameron’s pillow with Ava scribbled on it.
My heart leaps.
I grab it and stare at my name on the note. This must be Cameron’s handwriting. It’s neat and small, and it gives me butterflies.
I gently unfold it.
Ava-
I didn’t want to wake you. I am joining training this morning. You can leave the room and go around the packhouse, but please do not go outside until I return. If you need me, text me.
-Cameron
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