When the shorthand on the clock hit seven and the long hand pointed at twelve, Bella rolled over to the left side of her bed.
Then a few minutes later, she laid on her back, slowly raised her eyelids, and blinked as her eyes adjusted to the dull light of dawn.
‘I can't sleep. He's even haunting my dreams.’ Bella mumbled, staring blankly at the chandelier.
When the dizziness finally left her, she dragged herself out of bed and headed in the hallway, planning on going downstairs for a warm glass of milk.
But as she walked past Neron’s study, she heard mumbling echoing from within the room, and out of curiosity, she turned the knob and pushed the door open.
When Neron met her eyes, he held up a finger and said, “I'm on a call.”
Then he turned his back to her and continued his discussio
