*Truth*

I didn’t fall back into a sleep after that. Every small movement he made, a shift in his breathing, the slight twitch of his hand still tangled in my hair, kept pulling me back just as I was about to drift off. It wasn’t frustrating, though.

“Have you gone back to sleep?” His whispered, breaking the silence, almost as if he was hesitant to disturb the moment.

I opened my eyes again, blinking a few times before answering. “No, not yet,” I murmured.

His hand paused ...