Bella's POV
I waited for a response, at least to know what was bothering him and what would make him stay up all night drinking, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he just shook his head and smiled weakly at me. “You don’t have to worry about me, Bella. I'm perfectly okay,” he lied, and I wanted to press on, but I decided it was best to let him be. Obviously, he wasn’t in the mood to talk about it.
“Just go to bed,” he urged, and nodding my head, I turned away from him, closed my eyes, and tried to get some sleep, but sleep wasn’t coming. I was so conscious of him beside me that I knew, no matter what I did, I would never get some sleep. A tense silence filled the air as only our breathing could be heard in the room.
“Are you finding it difficult to sleep?” His soft, husky voice spoke thro
