CORINNE
It was already pushing 3 am when I tiptoed my way into the house and eased the front door shut behind me slowly. I stood there for a moment, listening for movement but the entire place was drowned in darkness and still silence, a clear indication that everyone was still in bed.
For the hundredth time, I was grateful the staff didn’t stay in this mansion. If they did, I would’ve had it hard trying to sneak pass a dozen watchful eyes, which would have still ended up in a disaster.
I slipped off my heels and held them in my hand, padding across the marble floor in my bare feet as I crept up the grand staircase.
My mind was a whirlwind of worst-case scenarios.
Lucian will literally kill me if he finds out I left.
Or worse, since killing would be quick, he’d probably lock me in
