The Queen They Buried

Chapter 179

Chapter 178

The bed was small. After Aubree got in, the inmediately pressed herself against the wall, curling up into a

Bowen, a disciplined sleeper, lay rigidly on the far side of the heil, which surprisingly created a distinct gap between them.

But that was all.

The space was still cramped. One turn, and they’d bump i

pinto each other.

Aubree gripped the quilt tightly in both hands, her entire body rigid with tension. Enveloped by Bowen’s unfamiliar scent, she felt like she could hardly breathe.

The church at night was eenly quiet. Despite the distance between them, Aubree could hear his heartbeat with startling clarity

“Thump… Thump…” His heartbeat was strong and steady.

Curled up under the quilt and facing the wall, Aubree found sleep impossible in these circumstances

Before long. Bowen’s breathing grew slow and steady.

Is he asleep? Aubree wondered.

same position for so long. After hesitating for a couple

was tiny. Even through the

her head, Aubree’s body went rigid in

his side, his face now mere inches from

just a fraction more, our lips might have

perfect face mere inches from

sensing her gaze, Bowen’s eyelids fluttered. He cracked his eyes open slightly, his gaze still

on instinct, Bowen reached out and casually ruffled Aubree’s

body

under the covers, suddenly feeling awkward and tense all

at

glance at Bowen and muttered under her breath, “Why do

asleep, curled his lips into a smirk. Silently,

—–

felt like ages, drowsiness finally crept in Aubree’s eyelids grew heavy,

beside her, rolling onto his side. His eyes gleamed intensely in the darkness, betraying no hint

Chapter 178

softly,

fell into a deep sleep almost

face, It felt warm, delicate, and incredibly soft. Unable to resist, he gave her cheek a gentle pinch, only pulling his hand back after he’d had his fill

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