It was 2:30 AM and the silence of the night seemed to amplify your restless thoughts. No matter how hard you tried, sleep was nowhere to be found. The quiet darkness of the room felt suffocating, the ticking clock on the wall only reminding you of how much time was slipping away.

You started shifting around in bed, trying to find a comfortable position that would finally let you relax. Turning from side to side, adjusting your pillow, tucking and untucking the blanket—nothing seemed to work. Every attempt to ease your mind and body felt futile, and the frustration only grew stronger with each passing minute. The faint noise of your movements, however, ended up waking Aubrey, who was sleeping on the other side of the bed.

She stirred slightly, letting out a soft sigh as she slowly opened her eyes and turned her head toward you. Her tired yet gentle gaze met yours, and even in the dim light of the room, you could see the faint shadow of concern in her expression.

“Can’t sleep, huh?” she murmured, her voice weak and sluggish, heavy with the remnants of sleep. It was clear she was exhausted, her body still craving the warmth of uninterrupted rest.