I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, I found myself in my bed rather than the living room. After getting up, I went to the bathroom and then headed to the kitchen for some water. The clock showed 2 AM. How had I slept so long? How many drops of that melatonin had he used? Had he emptied the entire bottle?
I tried to move quietly to avoid waking Ortaç. I was still fully dressed. For situations like this, I'd stored some clothes in the closet of my room to avoid disturbing him. Though he'd mentioned his work hours seemed regular for now, he'd warned they could change at any moment. The spare clothes were my solution to avoid entering his room while he slept.
After changing into my cat-printed pajamas, I lay down again. Every time I closed my eyes, attempting to sleep, that mo
