Francesca stared unblinkingly at the wall of her bedroom and tried to clear her mind so that she could sleep.
She knew that Jonas was awake beside her, and that he was avoiding getting close to her because he assumed she would be upset with him if he even brushed against her.
"I can't sleep."
She didn't explain herself. She didn't really need to, and there were too many reasons to list.
"You need to rest."
Jonas did not sound even remotely tired and she rolled over awkwardly to face him, but he was lying on his back staring at the ceiling.
She rested her hand on his bare chest, and he smiled fleetingly without actually looking at her.
"You don't need to stay here with me. There's no point in both of us being miserable and uncomfortable."
He took her hand and pressed it to his l
