Chapter Ten
Thorne had an unnatural talent for finding my weaknesses and pulling at them until I saw red.
You’re already wearing your punishment, Aurora. Go change.
Who the hell said something like that?
I looked down at the ugly dress Lauretta had picked for me and bristled. As much as I hated admitting it, Thorne was right. I looked like a slave.
I shoved my irritation aside, again, for what felt like the thousandth time, and looked up at where he had been standing.
He was already gone.
Just like that, he had turned and walked away from me.
I went upstairs to my room and took a quick shower before changing into the only dress I could find in the wardrobe.
Thorne had clearly placed it there for me, although I couldn’t tell if he had actually planned for me to come with him or si
