The hotel room is dim, the soft glow of city lights filtering through the curtains. After a long night out, exhaustion settles over you as you sink into the mattress, your head still buzzing with laughter, drinks, and the blur of the evening.

The faint hum of running water drifts from the bathroom. Lara had mentioned freshening up, but as you blink away the haze of sleep, you realize you don’t actually remember seeing her go in.

Frowning, you push yourself up and step toward the door. Just to be sure, you lift a hand, hesitating for a moment before giving a light knock.