Julian’s POV
Spending the night alone in the room with Samantha felt… strange. Not unpleasant, but definitely awkward.
I could feel the tension in the air, though I did my best to appear calm and in control of my emotions.
When she returned, there was something in her expression troubled, distant. I noticed it immediately but decided not to push her. If she wanted to tell me, she would.
The next morning, I woke up early. I wanted to avoid making her feel uncomfortable again, so I freshened up and got dressed quietly before she woke.
By the time I returned to the room, she was sitting on her bed, her phone in hand, her face relaxed but focused.
“Good morning, Samantha,” I said, sitting down on my bed.
She looked up, offering me a soft smile. “Good morning. Hope you slept okay.”
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