Xylon beckoned her to come closer. His voice held a mix of emotions.
Xylon's invitation hung in the air, but Eva seemed surprised or perhaps lost in her thoughts.
He cleared his throat softly and repeated, "Come, Eva " with a bit more intensity this time, hoping to draw her nearer.
Eva stood there, her gaze locked with his, feeling utterly lost in the moment.
Her hand trembled slightly as she unconsciously placed it over her heart, as if to steady the rapid beating within.
She could feel his breath against her skin. She closed her eyes, desperately trying to force herself to sleep, hoping that the darkness would bring some semblance of peace.
But it was futile. The unfamiliarity of the situation and the intensity of her emotions kept her mind racing and her heart pounding.
After what felt like an eternity, she opened her eyes again, realizing that sleep was not going to come.
She lay there, eyes wide open, watching Ilkar as he slept peacefully beside her.
