Mirella’s POV

When he stepped out of the bathroom, I went in after him. I stayed longer than usual, letting the water run while my thoughts refused to settle. When I finally came out, I noticed the food had already been set on the dining table. I ate quietly, never once lifting my eyes to meet his. Once I was done, I went straight to the bed and lay down, hoping sleep would come easily.

Twenty minutes passed with me lying still, eyes closed, body tense. My heart skipped the moment I felt ...