Liam stood there quietly for a few seconds after Lana fell asleep.
The room had gone calm now, the kind of calm that only came after hours of stress and nonstop movement. The faint glow from the bedside lamp stretched softly across the luxurious room, casting warm shadows over the bed where Lana lay curled slightly beneath the blanket.
She really fell asleep fast.
Liam looked at her face carefully and the corner of his lips lifted faintly.
"She must be exhausted," he murmured under his breath.
Just a few minutes ago she had still been forcing herself to stay awake, insisting she could keep helping him, keep searching through files and records and old documents about Cain. Yet the moment her body touched the bed, sleep took her instantly.
That alone told him how tired she really was.
Slowly he walked closer to the bed again.
For a moment he just stood there staring at her.
Sleeping Lana looked different.
Softer.
Peaceful.
