Chapter 080
DARIUS
Adrian shifted beside me, pulling the covers up to his shoulder. His voice was heavy with exhaustion when he spoke. "I'm tired, Darius. I'd like to go to bed now."
I looked at him, taking in the weariness etched into his features. There was so much I needed to ask him, so much we needed to discuss.
But he looked absolutely drained, and I couldn't bring myself to push him right now.
"Alright," I said quietly. "I wanted to have a conversation with you, but we can do it in the morning. When you wake up and your head is clear."
Adrian nodded, the movement small and grateful. "Thank you."
He rolled to the other side of the bed, turning his back to me, and within minutes his breathing had evened out into the steady rhythm of sleep.
I watched the rise and fall of his
