that its people were safe enough to sleep, that another day would begin soon whether they were ready for it or not.
She turned her head enough to look at Yan Cijin. Her wife had always slept more peacefully when they could touch one another. Even during their earliest years together, when they were still learning how to share a room without arguing about the best arrangement for their belongings, Yan Cijin would reach across the bed in her sleep until her fingers found Bai Li's sleeve. Bai Li had learned to recognize the movement and would shift closer without waking her. It had become such a natural habit that neither remembered exactly when it began.
Bai Li pressed a kiss to Yan Cijin's hair and closed her eyes again.
She had not been asleep for long when something changed.
