Imogene’s POV
I’ve been up since before the c***k of dawn. I couldn’t sleep much anyway. Standing in the middle of my chambers, I’m watching Xavier sleep while mulling thoughts in my mind.
He hasn’t slept in his room since the incident. I haven’t been able to let him out of my sight. And yet, somehow, I made the decision to let the very woman who kidn*pped him to become one of his caretakers.
Why, why, why? I keep asking myself. I can’t trust Luna Celine, I can’t trust Orion to not try to fight me for the boy. What exactly was I trying to achieve with this decision?
I don’t realize it but I’m pacing now, arms crossed. Quietly, so as not to wake Xavier.
I’m not stupid. I won’t let my guard down like last time. I stop in my tracks, my arms dropping to my sides… no, I won’t be careless
