"Rea, are you still looking for something in the dark?"
The sound of Zeldin's voice traveling through the thin layer of escaping steam felt like a physical blow against Rea's spine. Her breath caught completely in her throat, her chest tightening until it felt like her ribs would crack under the sudden surge of adrenaline. Her bare feet, frozen against the cold edge of the polished marble floor, instantly reacted before her conscious mind could even process the full scope of her terror.
"I am just looking for my glass of water, Darling," Rea called out, forcing her vocal cords to smooth out into a soft, sleepy murmur that completely betrayed the violent hammering of her heart.
She did not wait for his response. She pivoted on her heel with a fluid, desperate grace, her sheer silk rob
