Chapter Twelve
Livia woke in the dark hours before dawn to an empty bed. She shivered—the window was open and a cold breeze blew into the room. She got up, snagging Nox’s shirt and pulling it around her as she went to close the window.
“Nox?”
The house was silent. Livia padded into the hall and listened. Something—water?—was making a sound somewhere in the house and she followed the noise to the far end of the house, to where the two locked rooms stood. Hesitating, Livia reached out and turned the handle of one of the rooms. It opened, and she now heard the definite sound of water running—someone was in the shower in the en-suite.
She took a deep breath in and walked silently to the door of the bathroom. She tried not to look at the room itself but as she reached the bathroom door, she
