Capítulo 71: 19 rounds?

Ellie stirred in the darkness, her slumber interrupted by a subtle shift in the night. Her eyelids fluttered open, and for a moment, she lay still, absorbing the hushed symphony of the night. The room was awash in shadows, the moon's gentle radiance casting a silvery glow across the curtains.

As her senses sharpened, she became aware of the soft rise and fall of Kan's breathing beside her. His presence, a comforting anchor in the obsidian sea of night, reassured her. The rhythmic cadence of his breaths harmonized with the ambient sounds of the city outside, creating a lullaby that cradled her thoughts.

The room itself seemed to breathe, a living entity in the quiet hours. The distant hum of traffic and the occasional murmur of voices drifted through the window, a reminder that the city never truly slept. Yet, within the cocoon of their shared space, the night held them close, a sanctuary of stillness and secrets.