DANTE’S POV
I lay flat on my back, staring up at the ceiling like it might give me the answers I was searching for. The room was dark, but I could make out the faint lines of the ceiling above me. Silence surrounded me, making it harder to breathe. My body wouldn’t relax, no matter how hard I tried.
I turned onto my side. Nothing. My eyes stayed open. I flipped the pillow to the cooler side, shoved another one under my arm, then tossed it away when it suddenly started to irritate me for some reason. Still nothing. My muscles were tight and uncomfortable, and the more I tried to will myself to sleep, the more unbearable it became.
It was like I was being punished for something.
I let out a low groan and rolled onto my stomach, pressing my face into the mattress. For a moment, I thought
