Darian didn't sleep in the room, he knew Lena was mad at him and he chose to respect her feelings by staying away from her all through the night.

In the morning, he leaned against the doorway, the courage to open the door had seeped out of him. He had never been like this, he'd always been the authoritative type and he always got away with whatever he did. But with Lena, the story was different. He cheated on her, and he felt so bad about it. Sighing softly, he pressed the doorknob, opening the door to the bedroom. He slipped in and walked towards the bedside.

Lena was still...