When Alina got to her room, she lay down on the bed to sleep, but after a few minutes of lying there, she kept turning and tossing. For some reason, sleep seemed far away, maybe because she didn’t like the room.
She got up from the bed, picked up her phone, and tucked it into her shorts pocket. Then she grabbed the big black blanket and left the room.
*
The next morning, Liam was already awake. He came downstairs for his early coffee and newspaper when he noticed something unusual on the couch, a small figure curled up under a blanket. For a moment, he couldn’t tell if it was a kitten or a girl.
Curious, he walked closer. It was Alina, sleeping soundly. Her whole body was wrapped up in the black blanket, with only her head peeking out, making her look like a little cat.
As he studied
