Essel’s Pov
It's nearly two in the morning, and sleep continues to elude me.
I really shouldn’t have had that coffee.
I mean, come on, who drinks coffee when they know how caffeine affects them?
Lying on my back, staring blankly at the ceiling feels really uncomfortable. I shift to my side, pulling my legs out from under the duvet and resting them on top, letting the cool air of the room gently embrace them. After a few moments, I turn over my pillow to enjoy the refreshing chill on my cheek.
Yet, sleep still doesn't come.
"For crying out loud," I murmur, sitting up in bed and pushing the duvet off.
I swing my legs over the edge and carefully find my footing, navigating the darkness toward the door. I know how clumsy I can be at this hour. As I step into the landing, I catch a glim
