Awkward Silence

>>Aelin

The walk back to the room was unbearable. Draegon's hand rested lightly on my back, a gesture that should have felt comforting, but all it did was make the awkward tension worse. I was not used to it and with everything that had happened, it just felt strange. 

I didn't know what to say to him, and the weight of the silence between us made my thoughts feel louder than they should have been.

When we reached the door, he pushed it open and motioned for me to enter first. I hesitated for a moment, noticing that this was our bedroom, the one in which we spent our first night together. 

I still stepped inside.

The room felt suffocating the moment the door closed behind us. He stayed near the entrance, while I found myself frozen in the middle of the room, arms crossed over my chest.