Whitney followed Olivia in a confused, disgruntled silence. The Omega led her upstairs and through a corridor that felt impossibly grand, eventually stopping at a suite door. The moment Olivia opened it, Whitney forgot her anger, her confusion, and even her desire to rush back to Ruby.
The room was stunning. It wasn't just large; it was a masterpiece of luxury. Sunlight streamed in from a wide balcony overlooking the vast, manicured grounds. The walls were painted a soothing sage green, accented by antique wood paneling. The bed was enormous, heaped with expensive linens, and a velvet chaise lounge sat invitingly in one corner. There was a walk-in closet and a private bathroom that looked like it belonged in a five-star spa, all marble and chrome.
Whitney slowly stepped over the thres
