~Tiara
I was curled up in bed, a book resting in my hands, the warm glow of my bedside lamp casting soft shadows on the wall. The night was still, almost peaceful, until the bedroom door creaked open.
Giovianni stepped inside, shutting the door behind him with deliberate ease. He moved casually, but I knew better—he had something on his mind.
I didn’t look up as he pulled off his watch, unbuttoned his cuffs, and slid into bed beside me. The mattress dipped under his weight, and he let out a satisfied sigh as he pulled the duvet over himself.
"Hope you heard what my mom said," he muttered, tugging the covers higher. "We need to start having kids."
I didn't react. Instead, I reached for the switch and turned off the bedside lamp. Darkness swallowed the room. Then I turned away f
