The room was dimly lit, and Alexis awakened after a while.

Encountering Leonel's gaze, she noted his freshly showered state from the guest room.

He inquired, “Is Evelyn already asleep?"

Maybe due to exhaustion or perhaps because it was the dead of night, his tone was remarkably tender.

He inquired about the child in a manner that mirrored an everyday father's natural concern.