“Eat something.” His eyes abandon me. “Then go to sleep. I’ll be back for you in the morning.” “Why can’t I sleep in my own room?” He gets to his feet. Dusts off his pants for no real reason. “Because I want you to stay here.” “But why?” He barks out a laugh. “So many questions.” “Well if you’d give me a straight answer—” “Good night, Juliette.”
