Now that she had a full stomach, Amelia decided to head back home and stay there until the next day. The young woman finally felt some relief after leaving the bar as she didn't like being around too many staring strangers, but then again, who wouldn't say the same? She began her small journey home without noticing one of Marcel's men who just happened to be around the vicinity. Jon, on the other hand, easily spotted her after he casually looked behind the person he was talking to. But he refused to go after her, deciding instead to finish the conversation then and alert Marcel later. From the looks of it, she wasn't going anywhere else any time soon.

Back at home, Amelia lazily fell onto her bed. She kicked off her boots without bothering to untie them, and then turned on her side to get a little bit more comfortable. She was aware that going to sleep then would throw off her internal clock, but a small nap never hurt, especially after the last couple of days she's had. 

Within a matter of moments, the young woman closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.