The Queen They Buried

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.

uncomfortable to lie in the same position for so long. After hesitating for a couple of seconds, Aubree cautiously

was tiny. Even through the quilt, Aubree could feel her arm

head, Aubree’s body went

had turned onto his side, his face

fraction more, our lips

inches

her gaze, Bowen’s eyelids fluttered. He cracked his eyes open slightly, his gaze still clouded with sleep, looking utterly groggy as if

reached out and casually ruffled Aubree’s hair. “Don’t

Aubree shrink back, her whole body tensing. His rough voice sent a shiver down

and instinctively burrowed deeper under the

briefly at her

through half–closed eyes, Aubree stole another glance at Bowen and muttered under her breath, “Why do you have

supposed to be asleep, curled his lips into a smirk. Silently, he mused, “How else would I catch your

—–

Aubree’s eyelids grew heavy,

his side. His eyes gleamed intensely in the darkness, betraying no hint

Chapter 178

softly,

up tight, Aubree fell into a

resist, he gave her cheek a gentle pinch, only