Lilith shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her gaze fixed on the plate of food in front of her as she tried to avoid Amon's eyes. The events of the previous night played over and over in her mind, leaving her feeling flustered and unsure how to act around him.
Across the table, Amon sat in stoic silence, his expression unreadable as he picked at his own breakfast. The air between them crackled with tension, the weight of their unspoken conversation hanging heavy in the air.
Sicily glanced between them, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips as she observed their discomfort. "So, did you two sleep well last night?" she asked innocently, her tone laced with amusement.
Lilith's cheeks flushed crimson, and she shot Sicily a pleading look, silently begging her to change the subject. But Sicily only grinned wider, clearly enjoying the opportunity to tease them.