Becky sank deeper into the plush couch, curling her toes beneath her. The room was dimly lit, the glow of the TV casting flickering shadows on the walls. She exhaled and tried her best to pay attention to the movie on the large TV she had discovered hidden behind a fake wall that retracted at the press of a remote.
The discovery itself had been nothing short of thrilling, transforming the already beautiful living room into an immersive sanctuary reminiscent of a grand cinema, even though she had no snacks to add to the ambiance. Not that she was enjoying herself much, anyway.
Her face pinched as she shifted again, trying to get comfortable and desperately telling herself she wasn’t looking at the watch because she was wondering what Roman was doing at ten o’clock in the night wherever he
