Layla ended the call and spun around to find Tristan standing quietly behind her.

There was a calm silence between them. The only sound was the chilly breeze that swirled around.

Layla tucked her chin against her chest to shield herself from the wind.

Tristan stepped closer and draped his jacket over her shoulders.

"You..." she started, at a loss for words.

"Just go to sleep."

He said, his face giving away little as he looked away from her.

Layla's ...