"Alright... sleep." Although she said this, she found it hard to fall asleep with him lying next to her, her whole body was tense.
Mabel Quinn could only silently count sheep in her heart, but when she reached the 102nd sheep, his voice suddenly sounded in her ear again, "Can't sleep?"
"Huh?" She was startled, "You're not asleep yet?"
"How could I sleep if you haven't?" he said.
She bit her lip, "How did you know... um, I wasn't asleep?" After all, in such darkness, she hadn't made a sound.
"I could tell from your breathing," he said, "The rhythm of your breathing changes when you're asleep or awake."
"..." She was speechless. Was it that when she was next to him, pretending to sleep was difficult? But then his voice sounded in her ear again, "Does having me by your side keep you awake?"
"Huh?" She was taken aback, unsure how to answer at the moment.
Her current insomnia was indeed because of him, but...
