Mirella’s POV

The next morning, I woke up with a pounding migraine. My head throbbed so badly that even opening my eyes felt like work. I was the first to wake and after a shaky bath, I stepped out, only to find him already awake too, sitting comfortably while scrolling through his phone. He didn’t look up at me.

I moved toward the walk-in closet slowly, but halfway there, a wave of dizziness hit. I grabbed the wall for support, forcing myself upright. I couldn't sleep well last ...