Confused about what had happened, Bella turned to check on Tristan. She was even more shocked to see her husband now sleeping, leaning against the headboard, his head hung low and his chin almost touching his collarbone.
"T-Tristan, why... why do you sleep like that?" Bella asked. Her throat felt sore, and her voice sounded hoarse, barely audible.
She felt terrible seeing her husband sleeping while sitting; he must have been exhausted waiting for her.
Bella put her hand on her forehead to check her body temperature. After feeling her temperature had returned to normal, she smiled while glancing again at Tristan.
She didn't want to wake him, so she tried to sit beside him and gently placed his head on her shoulder.
However, Tristan opened his eyes before his head leaned on Bella's shoulder. Panic radiated from his reddish eyes when he saw her sitting beside him.
