Anna barely slept that night, lying stiffly beside Jaden in their bed. Every breath he took felt like a warning, every subtle movement like a silent accusation. The file was hidden in the false bottom of her suitcase, but the thought of it burned in her mind.
Jaden shifted beside her, his arm brushing hers. “You’re restless,” he murmured, his voice groggy but sharp, cutting through the quiet darkness like a blade.
Anna froze, her heart thundering. She forced her tone to sound light, though her throat felt tight. “Just couldn’t sleep. Too much on my mind.”
He turned toward her, his dark eyes gleaming in the faint moonlight spilling through the curtains. “Anything you want to talk about?”
“No,” she said quickly, too quickly. “It’s nothing important.”
For a moment, Jaden said nothing, st
