I sit up with a start when I roll over and realize the bed is empty. “Andreas?” I call out.
“I’m here, Athena,” he says, and I look over to find him standing in the bathroom doorway.
“Are you okay?” I ask as I push the blankets off and rush over to him.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. I needed the bathroom, but I didn’t have the energy to get back to bed.”
“You should have woken me,” I say, worried, as I take his hand and help him back to bed.
“I should be taking care of you, not the other way around,” he says as he lies back down in bed.
“That’s so last century,” I say, rolling my eyes as I climb back into bed as well.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I mean, I know you’re hurting, and I wish I could do something to take your pain away,” he says as I snuggle into his chest again. “You were calling out for Alex in your sleep,” he says sadly.
“Oh,” I whisper.
“You started calling him dad?”