Rain fell steadily against the tall glass windows of the manor, soft at first, then heavier as the evening deepened.
I stood by the window in my room, my fingers lightly brushing the edge of the curtain as I watched droplets race against the glass. The garden below looked different beneath the rain; darker, almost dreamlike, the flowers bowing gently beneath the wind.
My mind drifted back to Ethan and our conversation in the garden. The ease I felt him, how I talked so freely with him I didnt need to breath over my neck. A small smile tugged at my lips before fading again.
Then my stomach growled loudly, I rolled my eyes.
"You always interrupt at the wrongest time," I muttered under my breath. Pulling my cardigan tighter around myself, I stepped out of my room and into the hallway. Th
