The bedroom door opened quietly.
Evelyn startled, her spine straightening instinctively as she faced the mirror.
For a second, she considered diving back into the wardrobe.
Too late.
Roman stepped into the room.
His footsteps stopped.
Silence filled the space between them.
The soft lamp beside the bed cast a warm glow across the room, and in the mirror Roman caught sight of
Evelyn standing there, her delicate nightwear clinging softly to her curves, the thin fabric leaving little to the imagination.
His gaze darkened instantly.
Evelyn felt the weight of his stare even before she turned.
Her fingers twisted nervously together.
“R-Roman…” she began, her voice softer than usual.
Roman slowly closed the door behind him.
Click.
The quiet sound seemed far louder than it should ha
