DENISE
The silence in my bedroom was so suffocating that it felt like the walls were closing in around me. I didn’t have anything to do at all, and right now, I felt so bored that I thought I’d lose my mind any minute from now.
Unable to think of anything else to do besides wait in my room until Brandon needed me, I decided to head to the kitchen, my footsteps echoing in the empty corridors of the packhouse.
Sometimes, I wondered if anyone else lived here at all, seeing how I barely ran into anyone on this side of the house. I had asked Nessa why it always seemed isolated around here, and according to her, this side of the house was mostly under Brandon’s supervision, and because of that, no one dared to roam around.
As I walked to the kitchen, the temptation to visit the study room an
