She was exhausted—constantly moving, juggling countless tasks, and barely having a moment to herself. This was the first time in a long while she had a chance to be alone, especially since Duke had been sticking to her like glue.
She loved the attention and the unwavering affection he showered her with. Some might call it possessive or suffocating, but after everything she'd been through with that scumbag ex and the mental scars he left behind, maybe this was exactly what she needed.
Still, she had grown accustomed to having her own space. There were moments when she missed solitude, and now that she finally had it, the world around her felt eerily silent—just her, alone with her thoughts.
Yet, instead of loneliness, there was an unexpected sense of peace in the quiet darkness that wrapped around her. Without even realizing it, she drifted off into a deep, undisturbed sleep.
