The bedroom was steeped in darkness, save for the slivers of moonlight slipping through the curtains, casting ghostly patterns on the floor. The world outside was silent, the quiet of the night seeping into the space, making it almost sacred. In the king-sized bed, Bella lay sound asleep, her breathing steady and deep, the blankets rising and falling gently with each breath. Beside her, Eros pretended to sleep, his body still and his breathing measured, but his eyes were open, fixed on the ...