“Sophia’s POV”

The sound of my name cut sharp through the silence.

I froze, my heart thudding heavily against my chest.

I turned quickly to see Lucian stirring on the bed, his voice rough, threaded with the weight of sleep. He blinked against the dim light, confusion flickering in his stormy eyes.

“You’re awake,” I whispered, moving back to him, torn between the door and the bed.

“Y-Yes.” His lips quirked faintly, but his gaze sharpened as he studied me. “Where were you ...