Diana POV:
I opened my eyes slowly, the room still hazy, my body heavy with sleep.
He was seated at the edge of the bed, back slightly bent, elbows resting on his thighs, watching me like he wasn’t sure whether to stay or leave. The moment my eyes fluttered open and met his, he startled like he’d been caught doing something forbidden. He stood up too quickly, pacing once, then stopping, then shoving his hands into his pockets like he didn’t know where they belonged.
“Good morning,” I murmured, my voice rough from sleep.
“It’s afternoon,” he replied, rubbing the back of his neck and avoiding my eyes.
I frowned slightly and leaned back against the pillow, blinking a few times as reality settled in. “I overslept.”
He nodded, his jaw tightening briefly before he spoke again. “Your phone’
