“Hmm?” Charlotte was half asleep and trying to get her coat off, but her fingers kept fumbling with the buttons. She’d tried a few times already and still couldn’t get it undone.
“Have you ever thought about moving back home?” Anthony’s voice was gentle as he took her hands away and started unbuttoning her coat himself.
“Are you trying to get rid of me?” Her eyebrows scrunched together even more. She looked up at him, her eyes cool and guarded.
“Of course not.” Anthony slipped her coat off, then reached up, smoothing her hair where it had gotten messy. He leaned in closer, his voice low and soft. “Because honestly, I don’t want you to go.”
She stared at him for a few seconds, then looked away, barely awake enough to care. With a small yawn, she muttered, “I can’t sleep anywhere else. I’m staying.”
Can’t sleep anywhere else? Anthony couldn’t help but smile, a mix of exasperation and affection. Since she moved in, she’d barely slept through the night in this bed.
“You’re exhausted. Go wash up and get some rest.” He saw her fighting to keep her eyes open and didn’t have the heart to keep her talking.
“Okay.” Charlotte nodded, her voice barely a whisper.
Anthony picked up her coat and headed for the door. Just before leaving, he paused and turned back. “Nothing you want to tell me?”
“Hm?” Charlotte blinked at him, not understanding.
“Anything about school, maybe?”
She pressed her lips together, still looking lost. Was he going to scold her for not doing her homework or falling asleep in class?


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