DIANA'S POV
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"AJ?" I called out softly, late into the night.
After his shower, despite all my protests, he still chose to sleep on the couch. Was he still angry with me for giving Elijah my number?
"Are you awake?" My voice was a breathless whisper, reaching out into the dark for something I couldn't grasp. "Come sleep on the bed. Won't you be uncomfortable over there?"
When no response came, I turned on the bedside lamp, casting a warm glow across the room. On the couch, AJ was lying down with his back turned toward me.
My gaze drifted toward my phone screen. 2:00 AM. Great. I definitely shouldn't be waking him up. But just as I went to set the phone down, a notification chimed.
Hey, it's Elijah. You probably don't want to talk to me, but I thought I'd check in on you.
Huh, at two in the morning? I scrolled past the text, only to see a second message pop up right beneath it.
Here's a playlist of songs to help you sleep.
