Amanda pointed at the side of the bed. “I slept on the floor, and when I was too tired, I lay down next to you.”
Benjamin: “……”
“Then tonight, you sleep next to me. I had something salty for dinner, and I’ll need water in the middle of the night.”
Amanda glanced at the time—it was already 1 a.m.
“No, I need to go back and take care of Mark,” she refused flatly. She couldn’t rest easy leaving her son alone.
“Mark can see now. He’s used to sleeping alone. I don’t have anyone to take care of me tonight,” Benjamin replied with airtight logic.
Amanda was exhausted and, after some thought, decided it would be too troublesome to come back later.
She went to his closet, grabbed a light blanket, and changed out of her long-sleeved clothes in the bathroom. Wearing her pajamas, she lay beside
