Liam had drifted off to sleep, his body finally giving in after staying awake for nearly eight hours. His arm remained wrapped lazily around Lana's waist as she sat on his lap, scrolling through her phone with one hand while resting against his chest. His soft, steady breathing brushed the top of her head, and for once, things felt… still.
It didn't last.
The woman on the bed suddenly stirred.
Her body twitched once, then again, and her eyes fluttered open with a gasp.
Lana's head snapped up.
She immediately dropped her phone, the soft clatter on the floor loud in the quiet room. She shook Liam gently. "Liam… Liam, wake up. She's awake."
He groaned faintly, rubbing his eyes as he blinked away the haze of sleep. "What…?"
Lana stood up from his lap as he pushed off the chair. The moment his eyes cleared, he saw the woman sitting upright on the bed, her breathing fast and unsteady.
Before he could say anything, she sprang forward and grabbed his wrist with both hands.
