Elizabeth was dizzy when she woke up. She thought it was morning, but when she blinked many times and the blinds were still close with the crickets outside, she realized that it is in the middle of the night.
“Ah… ah…”
She furrowed her eyebrows when she heard a series of moans. What was that? It was the question that popped inside her mind. It sounded licentious and wild. The next things she heard were mutter of curses, moan after moan, and murmurs of pleasure.
Is that Yngrid?
She stood up and looked for the source of Yngrid’s voice. She saw a door ajar. Guessing that it was the room of Yngrid, she slowly approached it. The lights were still on, so she could see whatever she was doing.
“Yeahhh… s**t…”
Elizabeth could not help but bit her lower lip as she placed her palm on the door.
