CHAPTER 207

  Belle's POV

  I couldn't sleep.

  No matter how much I tossed and turned, pulling the covers tighter around me, sleep refused to come. My mind wouldn't shut off. It was like a tangled web of thoughts, each one more confusing than the last. Zane. The wedding. Kamille and Amanda. My family. It was all swirling together, a constant reminder that I had run away from everything, but it had followed me here, clinging to me like shadows in the dark.

  With a frustrated sigh, I threw off the covers and sat up, feeling the cool air hit my skin. The hotel room was quiet, but the silence felt suffocating. I needed to get out, even if just for a brief stroll. Maybe the cool night air would help clear my head.