Lily rubbed her sleepy eyes and raised her head from Ethan's chest. In the darkness, the light from his phone illuminated Ethan's face, which was filled with irritation.
Noticing she was awake, Ethan's gaze deepened, and he quickly ended the call, his voice still tinged with frustration. "Did I wake you?"
"Mm. Who was calling you?" Lily's voice was husky with sleep as she lazily snuggled back into his arms.
"Nothing important," Ethan replied, then added, "Business."
Lily didn't pay much attention to it and murmured a sound of acknowledgment, ready to drift back to sleep.
Click—
Suddenly, the bedside lamp was turned on, casting a dim, warm glow across the room.
The bright light stung Lily's eyes, and she raised a hand to block it. Why did he turn on the light?
Ethan gently patted her shoulder, his voice low as he spoke close to her ear. "Go wash your face."
