Annabelle’s POV
I boarded the flight and reached Chicago around 2 o’clock in the afternoon. Mr. Campbell had sent his assistant to receive me and he escorted me to the hotel where Mr. Campbell had arranged for my stay. He left me with a message to be ready at 4 o’clock in the afternoon. He would escort me to Mr. Campbell’s office.
I wasn’t hungry. My appetite was already down, so I curled up on the bed and when exhaustion took over, I fell asleep. It was a fitful sleep that made me more tired.
I woke up from a very disturbing dream where Stefan was throwing me out of his house and his life and I was crying, begging him to let me stay. I had tears in my eyes when I woke up. It was 3 o’clock already, so I freshened up and got ready. With my haggard appearance, I didn’t want to meet anyone
