I was scrolling through social media, trying to numb my brain, when I heard voices on the other side of the door. I didn't pay it any mind; I assumed it was just the maids coming to drop off my dinner. My mind was elsewhere, mostly on the huge gamble I had taken earlier. I had managed to slip a response to Beth when she came to pick up the lunch dishes. I was taking a risk that made my stomach do flips, but I was desperate. I had written down my phone number and a quick message. This wasn't the 1700s; we had smartphones, and I needed a way to talk to Finlay without Aurelien’s guards watching my every move.
A sharp knock came through the door. “Come on in,” I called out, not even looking up from my screen.
I heard the sound of shuffling behind me, and then footsteps approaching the bed. S
