She mumbled, her voice growing softer and softer, as if even the strength to complain was drained by sleepiness.
"I'm exhausted. I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to sleep."
She closed her eyes again and quietly added.
"I'm not staying up all night anymore, I have to take good care of myself."
Before she finished speaking, her breathing gradually slowed, becoming steady and long.
Her head lightly nudged against his chest, finding the most comfortable spot, and she completely drifted into dreamland.
Caleb Shaw's hand was still frozen in mid-air, his fingertips trembling slightly.
He held his breath, looking down to confirm she was truly asleep.
And not testing, acting, or playing any tricks.
Only when her breathing was stable.
He finally let out a slow breath, his tensed shoulders gradually relaxing.
Yet a strange emptiness filled his heart, as if something was being filled, or something was lost.
That feeling was indescribable, mixed with a hint of reassurance.
