Sleeping Arrangements

When the movie ended, the room slipped into silence. I turned my head and caught Roman glancing at his phone, his brow furrowing before he rose from the couch.

“Where are you going?” I asked, my voice calm but edged with curiosity. My eyes followed him as he slipped his phone into his pocket and reached for his coat.

“I think I should start leaving,” he said, glancing toward the window where snowf