Bella's pov
Sunset, after 6 PM
The last glow in the sky faded away, and night fell. I picked up the daffodil vase from the windowsill, intending to move it to another place.
I treaded lightly, trying not to make any sound to wake Haydn. He had been exhausted lately, never fully asleep since I got pregnant. The afternoon sun was perfect today, and he unintentionally dozed off while talking to me. I didn't have the heart to disturb him, deciding to let him rest and recharge.
Suddenly, Haydn opened his eyes with a start. His eyes were dark, and his expression appeared cold.
"Haydn, did I wake you?" I asked with concern.
"No," Haydn shook his head, uttering a brief word. He rubbed his temples, seeming somewhat in pain.
"Did you get a headache?" I placed the vase down, moved behind Haydn
