The next morning, Athena woke up groggy but refreshed from a good night’s sleep, despite having rested on a sofa.
Or so she thought, as she didn’t realize that she was actually in bed, wrapped in the sheets with Valentino holding her from behind. When she realized, she jolted awake; her heart leapt in shock, and sleep vanished in the surprise.
She lifted her head slightly and looked at the empty sofa in the distance, with the blanket lying on the floor and the pillow still in its place. Had Valentino carried her to bed while she was deeply asleep? She wondered, intrigued and even more surprised that she hadn’t noticed before, since she had fallen into bed as exhausted as a rock, only opening her eyes in the morning.
“Damn life…” she murmured, squeezing her eyes shut before opening them
