They soon reached the penthouse and stepped inside, finding the Luna in the kitchen, making herself tea and toast.
Sebastian looked at his wife, who turned toward him the moment they entered. She was dressed in his hoodie and sweatpants, the legs of the pants folded up and the sleeves rolled to her elbows. The oversized hoodie swallowed half her frame, hiding the curve of her belly entirely and almost seeming to hide her in it, making her look even smaller.
The sight of her, as always, softened something instantly in his chest. But almost immediately, he realized she wasn't pleased with him when her eyes met his.
Viola turned toward her husband and shot him an annoyed look as she poured her tea before pointedly looking away. She had told him to sleep, but he had waited until she was asleep and then snuck out anyway. And if she had thought he looked tired yesterday, the dark circles beneath his eyes looked even worse now, his eyes swollen from another night of barely sleeping.
