Katerina walked up to the door of the unfamiliar home, her heart pounding. I shouldn"t be here. If Father ever finds out… she shuddered and then winced. It"s going to be difficult to act normally this evening. The pain was intense, and, silly vanity, she had tightened her laces more than usual, wanting to look pretty for Christopher.
I shouldn"t be here. If Father ever finds outIt"s going to be difficult to act normally this evening.This flirtation is a terrible idea. I should leave, but where will I go? Home? The thought made her stomach drop, but before she could come up with an alternate plan, a gentleman of about thirty years opened the door, ushering her into an entryway lit with softly glowing candles. Trapped, unwilling to flee directly under this stranger"s eye, she allowed hersel
