Chapter 137: The Hangover

Grey daylight streamed into the room as Camden finally managed to open her eyes. Searching the room, she tried to figure out where she was. The memory of the night before made its way through the fuzzy morning haze of her mind, reminding her of the weird situation she had caused with Clayton. Then she realised that she was on the couch and relief flooded her as she recalled that they had worked it out. But where was Clayton? She knew he'd been here when she had fallen asleep, but now he was gone. She sat up with a yawn, rubbing her eyes as if by doing so it would miraculously allow him to appear. This obviously did not work and he was still absent in spite of her best efforts to clear the morning sleep from her eyes. She noted that the fire had burned down to embers and she was still covered in the blanket he had brought from his room last night. Wrapping the blanket around her tightly to ward off the morning chill, she stood up and stretched her limbs before heading to his room to see