William lay with his eyes locked on the ceiling, his fingers unconsciously caressing the flat surface of the second revealer lying on the bed next to him. He wasn’t sure how long he had spent like that, but when he moved again, the sun had risen already.
He couldn’t get a wink of sleep after last night. Things were getting out of his control, and he had no idea what to do. Every decision he came up with felt like an invitation for disaster.
A knock came on the door and he slowly sat up. Another knock followed.
“Enter,” he called, pushing himself to his feet. The door opened, letting in a familiar figure. Her dark, wavy hair bounced off her shoulders as she turned to look at him. Her face seemed rested, although the dark circles under her eyes suggested otherwise.
“I was just going to
