The next day, Naomi woke up with a slow yawn, stretching her arms over her head as a deep sense of relief washed over her. She felt unusually refreshed, as if she had been asleep for days. A soft hum of energy buzzed beneath her skin, making her wonder just how long she had actually slept.
Blinking away the lingering drowsiness, she reached for her phone on the bedside table and tapped the screen. Her eyes widened in shock. Evening?
She blinked again. Had she really been asleep for this long?
Panic stirred in her chest, but it quickly faded when she realized how light her body felt. It had been a while since she had rested so deeply—without stress.
As she slowly sat up, her gaze swept across the room, taking in the empty space. That's when she noticed it—Zylan was gone.
Of course, he was. She must have been sleeping too deeply to notice when he left.