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Carly Sleeping seems impossible after everything that went down tonight. My head is a jumbled mess, and I silently stare up at the ceiling while listening to Caden’s slow breaths. It doesn’t sound like he is asleep, and I turn around. “Are you sleeping?” I whisper. Caden and I are sharing the same bed, but we aren’t touching each other. “No,” Caden is quiet for a while before shifting to face me. His green eyes glow in the dark, and I’m shocked to see what looks like insecurity on his face. I wet my lips. “Is something the matter?” His lips form a pained smile. “Would it be strange if I held you tonight? I know that you want space. I’m also not dumb enough to think the s*x meant something to you. I know that you just needed me to briefly make me forget about your parents’ murder. But