Amelia rubbed her eyes, her voice half-asleep and soft like a kitten, “Mmm, let’s eat!”
Still in a bit of a daze, she followed Damien out. During dinner, she was either randomly spacing out or giggling to herself, and in the end, before she'd even swallowed her food, she just dozed off—right there, mid-bite.
Damien reached out just in time to catch her before she could slump over completely. He carefully held her up so she wouldn’t fall awkwardly.
Looking at her peacefully sleeping face, with faint dark circles under her eyes, Damien felt a pang in his chest. He assumed she hadn’t slept well because she was upset over that thing, blaming himself for not being there to comfort her.
Then again, she’d told him not to. Said it super seriously—if he dared come over secretly, she’d
