Trembling, she stood up and walked toward the bed. Every step felt like she was walking toward a cliff. When she reached the edge, she sat down tentatively, keeping as much distance between them as possible.
Damien watched her settle on the far edge of the mattress, her body as stiff as stone. He didn't reach for her, much to her surprise and secret relief. The air between them was heavy, but he merely rolled onto his side, facing away from her. Sofia eventually collapsed into an uneasy sleep, her back pressed toward the edge while he remained a silent, looming heat behind her.
As the first light of dawn filtered through the heavy curtains, Sofia's body, seeking warmth in her sleep, had naturally drifted. She was now draped over Damien, her full, soft frame pressed against his muscular back, her arm thrown over his waist.
