ENID’S POV.
The glass window of Mr. Lark’s suite and I must have been having a staring contest; my gaze hasn’t lost sight of the glass window in front of me for over an hour now, a wine glass in my hand, the soft breeze from the air conditioner lashing against my naked body, the busy night life of Raven’s Peak abuzz in the distance.
I couldn’t help but reminisce about the s*x Lark and I had an hour ago. It was great, but not great enough to kill these frequent doubts in my head. We’ve become an item since we rebuilt the power plant, I’ve always felt a strong connection towards him, I didn’t know he felt the same about me.
“You’re up early!” He said, wrapping his arm around my torso.
“Yes, honey. I couldn’t sleep” I responded.
“Something on your mind, huh?” He asked.
“A million worr
