Leila's POV

　　I woke to the soft clinking sound of a tray being set down beside me. As my eyes finally focused on the morning light, I blinked my eyes and found Dominic sitting at the edge of the bed holding a tray with a freshly made breakfast on it. Quite the unexpected sight, and…well, comforting for some reason.

　　"Morning," he said, his voice warm in ways I wasn't precisely used to. "I thought you might like breakfast in bed."

　　I stared for a ...